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lil bibby - ain't heard bout you lyrics

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[verse 1: lil bibby]
these rappers is actors, they life is in scenes (cut, cut, cut)
you catch me in traffic, got pipes with the beams
got so many clips that i could make a movie
herb got the uzi up under the coogi
them n-ggas with you they look like some goofys
gon try to rob me, you gon have to shoot me

[verse 2: lil herb]
n-gga tryna rob me? that will never happen
keep my smith & wesson
hollows to his chest and someone call a reverend
taught that boy a lesson, here come 911
stand right over here check him if you ain’t check him
fo’ nickle jam, d-mn he caught a blessing
better not come through flexing all my n-ggas reckless
if you looking for us, just pull up on ess-x

[verse 3: lil bibby]
i trap on the corner no matter the weather
a stack for the sweater, i trap in margielas
shooters they with me they pack a baretta
she let me f-ck from the back when i met her
that .357 will send you to heaven
these n-ggas is tellin my n-ggas is felons
my b-tches dyking like they name was ellen
laughing at n-ggas like they name was kevin

[verse 4: lil herb]
aye, codeine what i’m sipping, gas what i’m inhaling
posto what you smelling
rollin up dutches in the living room got my momma yelling
chill out, why you trippin, f-ckin up my session?
here a couple 100’s go watch channel 7
momma knew i was the man since i was 7
therefore she don’t give a d-mn about the present

[verse 5: lil bibby]
i hop on the track, you could see what i’m spitting
you n-ggas wouldn’t believe how i’m living
i don’t think they could take the heat in the kitchen
i pray my young n-ggas get freed out the prison
my block is hot, the police is tripping
my n-ggas savage, don’t need a religion
i see n-ggas oppin then i’m going shopping
i pop out the cut then i’m squeezing and dipping

[verse 6: lil herb]
hah, and we call that completing the mission
you know everywhere we go got like 2 or 3 poles
shoot the b-tches if you look suspicous

[verse 7: lil bibby]
play with me, you gon sleep with the fishes
no them k!llers don’t shoot from a distance
and them n-ggas ain’t leaving no witness
eat up tracks man this beat was delicious

[hook: both]
that f-ck n-gga ain’t gon shoot
n-ggas is cappin, they say that they savage
but i ain’t heard nothin bout you
that f-ck n-gga ain’t gon shoot
they say that they trappin, they claim that they got it
but i ain’t heard nothin bout you

[verse 8: lil herb]
before me and bibby had verses and show money pilling
we were just young n-ggas wilding
even though i be rapping about murders and violence
when the police come, i’m silent
louie v on my shirt, and gabana my shades
versace my belt, i be stylin
your b-tch says she in love with my “hot n-gga” verse
now she sucking my d-ck from freestyling

[verse 9: lil bibby]
i’m still puttin on for my city
f-ck n-ggas rapping like bibby
still ride around with my glizzy
pull up and do a n-gga like ricky
said you can’t get out of this game
end up murked like caine
y’all n-ggas be looking like stains
yung berg i’ll take a n-gga chain

[hook]

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