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g herbo & lil bibby - ima boss lyrics

lil herbie i’m nolimit
hit the strip with my doors tinted
on 28s i’m ebk, f-ck the mobb, f-ck the lake
i see juvie slam the rakes, i see shoota blam the 8
that’s word to god no county floor, my word is bond
i grind for mine, i ride for mine, don’t ride for yours
i’m in this b-tch, nolimit sh-t, i been the sh-t
don’ leave the sh-t, don’t need a b-tch
just tell her lies and feed her d-ck
nolim hoe, pull up in a benz hoe or a lambo
with the black rims and the tan doors
try to rob me i know rambo
when the can blow, leave a man ghost, make his -ss float
that’s some real sh-t, get your steel quick, you don’t feel me n-gg- feel this
them banana clips they’ll peel sh-t
if he didn’t know put his head folk on the window
have project get his kinfolk, make his brains fly, this for heroin
ima real n-gg- you a tampon, throw the ls up, throw your sets up
shoutout big buckz yeah he next up
let the .40 go blow his chest up
closed casket, leave him messed up
i aim, bang, from the neck up you see red stuff that ain’t ketchup
better catch up, cause i’m burning y’all i’m way too hot
i’m going in i ain’t gone stop
tell yo b-tch to give me top
my flow is cold the 8 is not
them bags look like tater tots
nolimit the gang, put that thang to his brain
.45 c-cked back keep them lames in they lane
hit a stain for his chain
hit the club in a benz, then leave the lot in a range
i’m on top of the game, i do not f-ck with lames
you get popped for the guap, leave yo top re-arranged
my n-gg- greg laid back but with that mac he’ll change
leave a n-gg- holey’d up
smoking on that og stuff
rolling stogeys in a dutch
when it get close we throw the duff’
yeah i’m all about that cash, cream
sell a n-gg- bad dreams
lotta sh-t be on my mind going broke the last thing
i go broke you get poked, you don’t go you get smoked
.44 to the throat, m.o.b f-ck a hoe, let her know
in the door, crazy james got semis with him
60 shots, 50 hit him
this ain’t rap we be drilling
in them traps making k!llings
compet-tion i don’t feel ’em
sending threats, i don’t fear ’em
i’m tired of talking bibby get em

- g herbo lil bibby lyrics

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