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Song title: Lil Bibby - Know Something

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(Intro)
Hey Bibby wuddup bro man
150 rock buster man
Niggas don’t smoke man
These niggas don’t want no smoke man
You gotta smoke man, I gots to know something
We that 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)
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 poster for my Instagram
All these niggas putting post up on they Instagram
Like these niggas really on some instant bands
If you want smoke let me know some, we attend to that
Pull a white girl 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, knew yall over
All white ones nigga I don’t like losers
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
Girl need a couple chains, all the 4’s
Come on here, startin the foreign cuz all I’ve stolen hah

(Verse)
It’s me just like a horse on em
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 tracks on it
Ill shit, I ain’t gotta act homie
Feds come through, money at the back homie
Couple hollows to the back homie
And since you get runnin from the mack homie
Turn nothing into something, got a young nigga something
Got a young nigga stuntin
We ain’t worried bout nothing cuz we strapped homie
Hold one hold two
Niggas don’t point the way, it’s not you
Niggas all crowd, my squad come through
Brand new glock let’s see what the gun do
The tracks I burn through
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 you with me
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 let a nigga go