lil bibby - john snow lyrics
[intro]
(the lord let you come back for a reason)
they think you are some type of god. it’s completely f-cking mad, it seems to me. i can only imagine how it seems to you. the man who returned from the dead
[verse]
i got ’em like d-mn, who is that boy from the ‘go
he steady switchin’ his flow
pull up the show, he rockin’ all of this gold
why is he soundin’ so old?
n-body knows, n-body knows
told ’em f-ck all of these clothes, just give me the dough
i just been stackin’ this print like the jon is comin’
i’m in chiraq coolin’, countin’ hundreds
like rob who? boy don’t no dummy
please don’t run up on ’em, keep a gun up on ’em
like bah-bah-bah, 30 on me, i’ll murder homie
you prolly shoulda been a good friend
now it’s blood on my new timbs
i be with killers like f-ck a security
shots to the buster’s security
thuggin’, i hang with my brother cause that n-gg- love me
we gettin’ somethin’, i know i ain’t comin’
i know he ain’t runnin’
he just let off 100 if i say let off 100
and i put loyalty way before royalty
love for my n-gg-s is right under money
i stay in the city and i ride dolo
cruisin’ the streets and it’s just me and .44
keepin’ it low-low
my n-gg- got caught with some dope and i think that he work for the po-po
i’m still in the street
dressed in all black with my n-gg-s, i’m tryna get ready to beef
remember them nights i didn’t even eat, trapped in the snow and i can’t feel my feet
they calling me bibby the king, please stop with the memes
these n-gg-s think it’s a joke, we totin’ glocks with the beams
these n-gg-s act like they real, but they are not what they seem
these n-gg-s dying their dreads, tell me what’s wrong with they heads?
my flow notorious, i hang with warriors
you don’t want war with us, nah
you wanna go with us, go ahead and blow with us
we gon’ come back doin’ fine
fine-fine-fine, and i put that on allah
you little n-gg-s shouldn’t even try
it’s guaranteed n-gg-s’ll die
yeah i’m a crack baby, i’m bout to go crazy
the industry made me insane
i hang with lucifer, we’ll come shoot at ya
b-tch i will die for my gang
can you help me find me a brain
i cannot remember my name
i think i done lost it
i don’t what they call me but you can just call me the king
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