| Hey Bibby wuddup bro man
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| 150 rock block shit man
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| Niggas want smoke man
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| These niggas don’t want no smoke man
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| You want smoke man, Let us know something
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| Vito city shit
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| Bitch ah
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| I be with some young wild niggas, they’ll blow something
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| If you want smoke boy let a nigga know something
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| Pussy ass niggas talking shit, ain’t on nothing
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| Fuck niggas sneak dissin, let a nigga know something
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| Let a nigga know something, let a nigga know something
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| If you want smoke boy let a nigga know something
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| Let a nigga know something, let a nigga know something
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| If you want smoke boy let a nigga know something
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| I be with some young wild niggas smoking loud nigga
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| Mally got that 40 cal with him, blow you down nigga
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| I come to the block and post up
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| I don’t be up in the hood just to put no post up for my Instagram
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| All these niggas putting post up on they Instagram
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| Like these niggas really on some
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| Them lil instant bands
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| If you want smoke let me know some, we attend to that
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| Pull up right there where you post up, we remember that
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| 4−5 double barrels, boy we got long noses
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| Let his homie know to send his mama all roses
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| Sipping the 4, ACT make me fall over
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| Run up on me pussy, clap! |
| now its all over
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| Nigga I be spendin racks turn em all over
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| Ball till you fall, nigga what you fall over?
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| If I ever fall nigga I’mma ball over
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| Started from the bottom, I’d do it all over
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| Nigga I be fresh as fuck, Louie all over
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| All white Ones nigga I dont like loafers
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| Squad hit the club, buying all white rosé's
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| Throwing bands, gettin mud on the all white sofas
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| Want war? |
| 50 clip for all yall soldiers
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| Niggas bitches taking group pictures, all yall posers
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| Young nigga couple chains, all of us froze
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| Couple hits out the foreign cars all em stolen
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| You sneak dissin like a ho or sum
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| And my young niggas show em something
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| Headshot, I throw em something
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| I’mma make sure he know what’s coming
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| And my squad won’t go for none
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| If it’s beef let me know it’s something
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| If I’m like em then blowin some
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| Catch Bibby at the store some
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| Cocaine I can call some
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| Fuck rap homie, I’m in the trap homie
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| Work came in put my taxs on it
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| Real shit, I ain’t gotta act homie
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| Feds come through
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| I’m running out the back homie
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| Couple hollows to the back homie
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| Thats what you get for running from the mack homie
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| Turn nothing into something
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| Got a young nigga stuntin
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| We ain’t worried bout nothing cuz we strapped homie
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| Hut one hut two
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| Hittas on point, they ready to slump you
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| Niggas all quiet, when my squad come through
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| Brand new Glock let’s see what the gun do
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| Them checks I thumb thru
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| I be flexed up, these niggas can’t take it
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| Ain’t about money, then a nigga can’t make it
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| Fuck from the back and her head was whack
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| I pass her the pack, the bitch is so basic
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| Hoes know it’s cray when they Lil Bibby
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| Young ass nigga got the keys to the city
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| Me and lil bro just speedin in the Hemy
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| In the club squad getting off the weed and the remy
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| If you want beef then let a nigga know
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| Subtweeting why you won’t @ a nigga foe
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| You tried to kill Bibby, just let this shit go
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| Til you show up in the cage then we at a nigga door |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Know Somethin (feat. Lil Herb), artist - Lil Bibby. Album song Free Crack 1 & 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп