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Lil Bibby
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Know Somethin
feat. Lil Herb
(Intro) Hey Bibby wuddup bro man 150 rock block shit man Niggas don't want smoke man These niggas don't want no smoke man You want smoke man, Let us know something Vito city shit Bitch ah
(Hook) I be with some young wild niggas, they'll blow something If you want smoke boy let a nigga know something Pussy ass niggas talking shit, ain't on nothing Fuck niggas sneak dissin, let a nigga know something Let a nigga know something, let a nigga know something If you want smoke boy let a nigga know something Let a nigga know something, let a nigga know something If you want smoke boy let a nigga know something
(Verse 1: Lil Herb) I be with some young wild niggas smoking loud nigga Mob he got that 40 cal with him, blow you down nigga I come to the block and post up I don't be up in the hood just to put no post up for my Instagram All these niggas putting post up on they Instagram Like these niggas really on some Them lil instant bands If you want smoke let me know some, we attend to that Pull up right there where you post up, we remember that 4-5 doorbells, boy we got long noses Let this homie know then send his mama all roses Set in the 4, act then we fall over Run up on me pussy, cloud 9's all over Nigga I be spendin like turn em all over Ball too far, nigga we can fall over If I ever fall nigga I'mma ball over Started from the bottom, I'll do it all over Nigga I be fresh as fuck, Louie all over All white ones nigga I don't like loafers Squad hit the club, bang all white hoes Throw bands, getting mud on the allwhite sofas All 1-50, push for all yall soon Niggas been to steady group and as yall oppose 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Girl need a couple chains, all the 4's Come on here, startin the foreign cuz all I've stolen hah
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(Verse 2: Lil Bibby) You sneak dissin like a ho or sum And my young niggas show em something Headshot, I throw em something I'mma make sure he know what's coming And my squad won't go for none If it's beef let me know it's something If I'm like em then blowin some Catch Bibby at the store some Cocaine I can call some Fuck rap homie, I'm in the trap homie Work came in put my taxs on it Real shit, I ain't gotta act homie Feds come through I'm running out the back homie Couple hollows to the back homie Thats what you get for running from the mack homie Turn nothing into something Got a young nigga stuntin We ain't worried bout nothing cuz we strapped homie Hut one hut two Hittas on point, they ready to slump you Niggas all quiet, when my squad come through Brand new Glock let's see what the gun do Them checks I thumb thru I be flexed up, these niggas can't take it Ain't about money that a nigga can't make it Fuck from the back and her head was whack I pass her the pack, the bitch is so basic Hoes know it's cray when they Lil Bibby Young ass nigga got the keys to the city Me and lil bro just speedin in the Hemy In the club squad getting off the weed and the remy If you want beef then let a nigga know Sold that white, you won't have a nigga fooled You tried to kill Bibby, just let this shit go Til you show up in the cage then we at a nigga door
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