Sam Trocki - Two Sixteens Part 1 lyrics

[Part 1: Andy Milonakis] [Verse 1] Milonakis and I got the hots big Your momma is a cougar and she's got me hostage b**hes come easy, hoes so sleezy They try to be my baby, I ain't Lil Weezy You want to see a mil? Yo ho, I got that You pirate hooker, give me my co*k back You scared of the hood, I'm like where the block at You say I can't spit, well ho then top that Sipping Ayahuasca with a Jewish Shaman Eating Top Ramen with Tuten Camden You ain't shooting, stop it You just losing profits cause your music's obnoxious Like super stale bong hits Young Sachi versus Milonakis Just lose my number ho, and fall back I got Kenan and Kel bars, I'm all that [Part 2: Young Sachi] Yeah, Sachi [Verse] Four grams in the wood, it's Sachi Will never k** the beat b**h, just watch I woke up in [?] to the sound of gun shots You missed me b**h, I'm like 56 Like the Deadliest Catch, I got the lean on deck She said "eat this p**y," in a sec I'm cold boy, twisted like old boy And my rhyme book thicker than Tolstoi And I'm liver than the illest man Higher than the ceiling fan [?] I hurt your f**ing feelings man Back the f** up or catch a quick fade From a fat motherf**er in the sixth grade I been paid, made a few mill, yeah I been paid And my word is bond like King Kai, b**h