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sniper - m16ix lyrics

yeah
aye
aye, yuh
aye
yuh

(16 go crazy)

[verse 1]
they keep tryna reach, that’s a foul (that’s a foul)
you gon’ have to take a different route (a different route)

whip it out, yo’ b*tch like “holy cow”
if he gettin’ outta order, sort ’em out (i sort em out)
yeah, these diamonds, b*tch, they whiter than the south (than the south?)
had too ex’s, like i cannot count (i cannot count)

jack a opp for his car, i don’t joust (no, i don’t joust)
glock 17, i put it in her mouth (in her mouth)
yeah, i like her booty, boy, that sh*t round (that sh*t round)
i’m a big dog, b*tch, i’m a hound (you a what?)

when i put it in, i’m rippin’ up her guts (aye, yuh)
want me in this b*tch, i came with h*lla guns (aye, yuh)
she petite, hope my d*ck will not get stuck (aye, yuh)
can’t put fear in me, ’cause i don’t give a f*ck (aye, yuh)
i don’t do the talkin’, i just get to squeezin’ and clappin’, he did a performance (aye)
they know that i’m ready, he gettin’ put in the sky, i get high like air jordan (aye)
i got the motor on me, glock 25, lil b*tch that’s a quarter (aye)
he saw i was taking his b*tch to my crib, so he gon’ cry in the corner

i’m coming in with the heat, she cummin’ all in the sheets
i f*cked up her mental
talkin’ down, you get beat, always suffer defeat, but do not belittle
big bang like vegeta, no tekken but i’m clutchin’ that nina
while i be sniffin’ on anna, i know like all of the answers

i’m in black and white like a panda, i’m hoping your mother get cancer
i got the mop like janitor, cuttin’ sh*t out like an editor
he be on computers, he redditor, got a white b*tch like meghan durst
oh that was yo’ b*tch? ha ha, i just might have to leverage her

he got t**th like he kevin hart, till up in a blunt and get sparked
i make him stop like he gettin’ parked, you was always a b*tch and you steady barkin’
all of you b*tches some targets, i leave a mark like a sharpie
when i’m comin’ in, it’s humid, play my tracks, b*tch, that’s arson

(here’s some advice: next time, shoot first)

[verse 2]
homie better think twice ’bout tryna run up on me
i’m careless and i got guns, he still f*ckin’ with me
got the whole trap on lock, yeah we hop in the jeep
and i got love for my dogs, even they gotta eat
i keep my down, b*tch, i am always discreet
f*ck people, but if you talkin’ sh*t, we gotta meet
and i got your b*tch with me, that is somethin’ i’m gonna keep
got the drop on your spot, in the night i’mma creep

i’m a debauchee, i’m a real pervert
cause when i’m with ya’ b*tch, i’m always lookin’ up her skirt
in the whip i make that ass thump, hope she will not squirt
i’m chokin’ her while it’s missionary, she said it do not hurt

got a lot of issues, got a few screws loose
loose like a p*ssy, i’m in the back like caboose
i ain’t really into fat b*tches, they obtuse
white b*tch p*ssy pink, but with me, that sh*t blue

i’m all about the benji’s, if you not and you talkin’ to me
i don’t understand, like yo’ speech might be jammed
finna blow like pakistan, these rappers in the trashcan
i’mma hit em the (fah!) then i go and* (grrrrt, beah!)

and yo’ b*tch gettin’ rammed, she gon chatter like a clam
like f*ck my past memories, i need alprazolam
and it’s big one six, b*tch you know what i am (yea)

- m16ix lyrics

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