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lil bibby - for the low part 2 lyrics

[intro]
i still got what the f-ck you need n-gg-
what you sayin?
hit my phone
hannn

[hook – lil bibby]
i still got what you need n-gg-
c-ke, pills or leaves n-gg-
i still got what you need n-gg-
c-ke, pills or leaves n-gg-
b-tch i’m the man, b-tch i’m the man, b-tch i’m the man
b-tch i’m the man, b-tch i’m the man, b-tch i’m the man
b-tch i’m the man, f-ck is you saying, b-tch i’m the man
b-tch i’m the man, b-tch i’m the man, b-tch i’m the man

[verse 1 – lil bibby]
i get to the cash
these n-gg-s is crafts, they making me laugh
i walk in the mall, grab what i want, put that on my tab
f-ck is you saying, f-ck is you doing, why is you playing
you don’t do what? wait on this porch, call you a cab
my n-gg-s be whipping and flipping the dope
just hit my lineup, i could get you some smoke
they know lil bibby got sh-t for the low
i’m out of town, you just hit up my bro
(hey hold up, how many you want?
i’m finna meet you right there man, i [?] san diego vacations)
young n-gg- still serving them j’s
peyton manning, i be making them plays
m’s to the grave, remember them days, i’m stuck in my ways
and we got them choppers
trust me when i say you don’t want them problems
we blow at them oppers, my young n-gg-s shotters
you dial, you gonna need [?]

[hook]

[verse 2 – wiz khalifa]
still keep it real, still counting hundred dollar bills
still on that weed, never pills
still probably f-cked your b-tch, let her chill
still rolling kush after every meal
still pushing foreign wheels, still tell you how i feel
be a real -ss n-gg-, smoking up when i want
the next one i roll gon be bigger
i’m drunk as f-ck off that liquor
don’t make no mistakes
sold out my tour now all i want to do is smoke and skate
wait, the hating only motivate
i got more cash, i hope she got more -ss to shake
i’m smoking great, i roll one, don’t procrastinate
i p-ss the nick, get money at a faster pace
my weed is killer, -ss-ssination, sh-t, godd-mn!

[hook]

[verse 3 – juicy j]
still got them goons, still got them shooters, f-ck is you thanking?
yea i got plaques on the wall, but still got n-gg-s that’ll come and stank you
my dogs do karate, walker, texas ranger
if i instagram your b-tch, imma make her famous
i’ve been going hard since 2 years old
juicy j, i be runnin’ through these hoes
all these n-gg-s got somethin’ to say
till i pull up to the club in the ufo
dancing in these streets on these brand new forgiatos
come and try me, think you slick?
fully auto full of hollows
f-ck is you hating for, i came from the bottom now i’m making dough
move out my way and let me make some more
i chase the cash, you chasing hoes
stupid n-gg- wasting all your time tryna spoil that dirty b-tch
and she gon hit the club tonight and suck a rich n-gg- d-ck

[hook]

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