Von1y - 16-0 Lyrics

I'm gone post my niggas
I can't post these hoes
We can go stack for stack
We can go toe for toe
Or we can pick them guns up and go blow for blow
I been getting real cocky I'm 16-0
And y'all niggas think I'm playing I'm about to let y'all know
When a nigga walk in it start to snow
And I know a couple niggas about to steal this flow
Mirrors on my Raf Simmons watch my feet glow
And my skin done cleared up watch me glow
And I git my bands up watch me glow
And I'm back up in it with the same flow
But I'm about to say fuck it gone and switch this hoe
It a'int birds of a feather I'm plucking these hoes
And I'm getting to this money putting on my bro's
You get outta line buddy
Watch you get disposed
She asked me do you got hoes baby I suppose
Then she asked me do I like her and put on a show
And I'm really just beginning
On my mama I been winning
Cause I'm slowing down on sinning
You a napkin I'm a linen
Running circles round these niggas
On my mamma I leave you spinning
I helped You walk but now you tripping
I don't even walk no more I'm floating
It's a baby Glock I'm toting
Now I got y'all niggas sprinting
That hoe hot like its a kitchen
Send out shots and I'm not missing
Do him like I'm Scottie Pippin
He was healthy now he crippling
I'm gone post my niggas
I can't post these hoes
We can go stack for stack
We can go toe for toe
Or we can pick them guns up and go blow for blow
I been getting real cocky I'm 16-0
I'm gone post my niggas
I can't post these hoes
We can go stack for stack
We can go toe for toe
Or we can pick them guns up and go blow for blow
I been getting real cocky I'm 16-0

I'm gone post my niggas
I can't post these hoes
We can go stack for stack
We can go toe for toe
Or we can pick them guns up and go blow for blow
I been getting real cocky I'm 16-0
And y'all niggas think I'm playing I'm about to let y'all know
When a nigga walk in it start to snow
And I know a couple niggas about to steal this flow
Mirrors on my Raf Simmons watch my feet glow
And my skin done cleared up watch me glow
And I git my bands up watch me glow
And I'm back up in it with the same flow
But I'm about to say fuck it gone and switch this hoe
It a'int birds of a feather I'm plucking these hoes
And I'm getting to this money putting on my bro's
You get outta line buddy
Watch you get disposed
She asked me do you got hoes baby I suppose
Then she asked me do I like her and put on a show
And I'm really just beginning
On my mama I been winning
Cause I'm slowing down on sinning
You a napkin I'm a linen
Running circles round these niggas
On my mamma I leave you spinning
I helped You walk but now you tripping
I don't even walk no more I'm floating
It's a baby Glock I'm toting
Now I got y'all niggas sprinting
That hoe hot like its a kitchen
Send out shots and I'm not missing
Do him like I'm Scottie Pippin
He was healthy now he crippling
I'm gone post my niggas
I can't post these hoes
We can go stack for stack
We can go toe for toe
Or we can pick them guns up and go blow for blow
I been getting real cocky I'm 16-0
I'm gone post my niggas
I can't post these hoes
We can go stack for stack
We can go toe for toe
Or we can pick them guns up and go blow for blow
I been getting real cocky I'm 16-0