Know Something

[Intro: Lil Herb] (Gang!) Aye, Bibby, what up bro man 150 Roc Block shit man, L's Niggas don't want smoke man These niggas don’t want no smoke man You want smoke man, let us know something Vito city shit, bitch [Hook: Lil Bibby] I be with some young wild niggas, they’ll blow somethin' If you want smoke boy, let a nigga know somethin' Pussy ass niggas talking shit, ain’t on nothin' Fuck niggas sneak dissin, let a nigga know somethin' Let a nigga know somethin', let a nigga know somethin' If you want smoke boy let a nigga know somethin' Let a nigga know somethin', let a nigga know somethin' If you want smoke boy let a nigga know somethin' [Verse 1: Lil Herb] I be with some young wild niggas, smoking loud, nigga Mally got that .40 cal with him, blow you down, nigga I come to the block and post up I don’t be up in the hood just to put no post up for my Instagram I see niggas putting posts up on they Instagram Like you niggas really on something, them lil instabands If you want smoke let me know something, we attend to that Pull up right there where you post up, we remember that 4-5 double barrels, boy we got long noses Let his homies know to send his mama all roses Sipping the 4, ACT make me fall over Run up on me pussy, clap, now it's all over Nigga I be spendin' racks, turn em all over Ball till you fall, nigga what you fall over? If I ever fall, nigga, I'mma ball over Started from the bottom, I’ll do it all over Nigga I be fresh as fuck, Louie all over All white Ones, nigga, I don't like loafers Squad hit the club, buying all white Rosé's Throwing bands, gettin' mud on the all white sofas Want war? 50 clip for all ya'll soldiers Niggas bitches taking group pictures, all ya'll posers Young nigga couple chains, all 'em frozen Couple hits out the foreign cars, all 'em stolen [Hook] [Verse 2: Lil Bibby] You sneak dissin' like a ho or something Have my young niggas show 'em something Headshot, I'll throw 'em something I’mma make sure he know it's comin' And my squad won’t go for nothin' If it’s beef let me know or somethin' If I’m lacking then blow or somethin' Catch Bibby at the store or somethin' Bro came out the coat with somethin' Fuck rap homie, I’m in the trap, homie Work came in put my tax on it, real shit, I ain’t gotta act, homie Feds come through, I'm running out the back, homie Couple hollows to the back homie That's what you get running from the mack, homie Turn nothin' into somethin', got a young nigga stuntin' We ain’t worried bout nothing, cause we strapped, homie Hut one hut two, hittas on point, they ready to slump you Niggas all quiet, when my squad come through Brand new Glock let’s see what the gun do Them checks I thumb thru, I be flexed up, these niggas can’t take it Ain’t about money, then a nigga can’t make it Fuck her from the back and her head was whack I pass her to Pat, the bitch is so basic Hoes go crazy when they see Lil Bibby Young ass nigga, got the keys to the city Me and lil' bro just speedin' in the Hemi In the club squad getting off the weed and the Remy If you want beef then let a nigga know Subtweeting, why you won't at a nigga for? You try to tell Bibby, just let this shit go Till' we show up with them K's then we at a nigga throat [Hook]