916 Chicks Lyrics

We see you calling, calling

But we got options, options

And ain't nobody telling no one

Got my chicks from the 916

We popping out, we bad, we lit

And ain't nobody gonna tell us shit

They on our dick, they on our head yeah

Sure, why not

Ima get my mama on the phone

See if I can make it out

I need sex on the beach

I need tequila on the rocks

Showing out at Zebra Club

Like we gon make that pussy pop

Cause we be popping, popping

We got options, options

My throat crazy

He gon keep curving you

My throat crazy

Straight jacket, white suit

All my bitches love me, all my bitches lovely

Ride or die, we crazy

Even with my babies

Shoutout Leilani and Capri

Stephanie and Trinity, my baby daddies

I like to be fucked like a slut

Yeah

Happy Father's Day

Whoa

Really man I love ya'll

We deserve the best of the best

Sacramento city girls

Broke men don't deserve no neck

Say it with me, don't be texting that man tonight

He be killing, he be killing the vibes

Turning heads when we walk outside

Popping out with my ride or dies

Cause we be popping, popping

Mmmm

And we got options, options

Got my chicks from the 916

We popping out, we bad, we lit

And ain't nobody gonna tell us shit

They on our dick, they on our head yeah

Sure, why not

Ima get my mama on the phone

See if I can make it out

I need sex on the beach

I need tequila on the rocks

Showing out at Zebra Club

Like we gon make that pussy pop

Cause we be popping, popping

We got options, options