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lil bibby feat. blac youngsta - sumn lyrics

what they say yall, they talking ’bout we promoting the vibe
why y’all don’t worry bout the positive sh-t,
you know what i told em look

y’all n-gg-s k!ll sumn, y’all n-gg-s steal sumn,
you wanna merk sumn,
y’all n-gg-s drill sumn, you wanna rob sumn,
you wanna catch a body,
you wanna hit her wit that shotty
in front of everybody imah a young rich n-gg-s, i wear rebook,
i might go move 2 jamaica, so i can have my ugly feet out,
let me shout out to my haters
they hate on me for no reaso
if you walk to the car in my hood
you better have your keys out

i had been though some hard times, i keep it on me at all times,
i keep a 40 when i’m in la, and that drink when i’m in the a,
ready for war, got racks in the bank, mess wit the gang,
get shot in the face, call up my hitters, they not finna play,
last one that tried me got shot in the daytime,
and i heard something through the great line,
them n-gg-s said they gonna take mine,
but everywhere i go i take mine,
thats gonna be the reason they stay dyin,
got some young n-gg-s they go hard,
yea and they gon robb, that’s they job

y’all n-gg-s k!ll sumn, y’all n-gg-s steal sumn,
you wanna merk sumn,
y’all n-gg-s drill sumn, you wanna rob sumn,
you wanna catch a body,
you wanna hit her wit that shotty,
in front of everybody
imah a young rich n-gg-s, i wear rebook,
i might go move 2 jamaica,
so i can have my ugly feet out,
let me shout out to my haters
they hate on me for no reaso
if you walk to the car in my hood
you better have your keys out

run to find the 12, run to find the 12, i den been to heaven,
buy u everything except a wedding ring, i got homies doing f.
d times, in the state right now, they brung old times,
everything but its late right now,
they was on love wit me when i came in but i hate right now,
you was a real n-gg- back then, but u fake right now,
u ain’t never had a real n-gg- in your life,
ain’t never had a real k!lla in ya life,
me and ya money boys pulled out on n-gg-s in braud day,
when u get money, you know they all hate, if i ate,
all my n-gg-s all ate,
i’m the realist out here, some f-ck what y’all say

y’all n-gg-s k!ll sumn, y’all n-gg-s steal sumn,
you wanna merk sumn,
y’all n-gg-s drill sumn, you wanna rob sumn,
you wanna catch a body,
you wanna hit her wit that shotty,
in front of everybody imah a young rich n-gg-s, i wear rebook,
i might go move 2 jamaica, so i can have my ugly feet out,
let me shout out to my haters
they hate on me for no reaso
if you walk to the car in my hood
you better have your keys out

i got home boys in the countie fighting years dawg,
i can’t f-ck wit nun of these rappers, they to weird dawg,
i told that label to go suck my d-ck, they got me p-ssed off,
imah keep selling that sh-t until i get caught,
u see my real wrist there, thats brick fair,
get me 20k and i’m in there, u know i’m bringin them sticks there,
have my money ready when i get there,
them n-gg-s betta not start no sh-t there,
they get kilt right on there,
then we disappear in thin air,
so they rap bout it, but i’d been there

y’all n-gg-s k!ll sumn, y’all n-gg-s steal sumn,
you wanna merk sumn,
y’all n-gg-s drill sumn, you wanna rob sumn, y
ou wanna catch a body,
you wanna hit her wit that shotty,
in front of everybody imah a young rich n-gg-s, i wear rebook,
i might go move 2 jamaica, so i can have my ugly feet out,
let me shout out to my haters
they hate on me for no reaso
if you walk to the car in my hood
you better have your keys out

- lil bibby feat blac youngsta lyrics

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