[Lil Bibby:]
These rappers is actors, they life is in scenes
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***as with you they look like some goofies
Don't try to rob me you gon' have to shoot me
[Lil Herb:]
n***a try to rob me?
That'll never happen keep my Smith & Wesson hollows to his chest and someone call a reverend taught that boy a lesson here come 9/11
Stand right over him and check if you ain't check him
4 nickel jams, damn he caught a blessin'
Better not come through flexin' all my n***as reckless
If you lookin' for us, just pull up on Ess**
[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 Beretta
She let me f** from the back when I met her
That 357 will send you to heaven these n***as is tellin' my n***as is felons
My b**hes dikin' like they name was Ellen
Laughin' at n***as like they name was Kevin
[Lil Herb:]
Aye
Codeine what I'm sippin, gas what I'm inhalin'
Posto what you smellin'
Rollin' up Dutchies in the living room, got my momma yellin
Chill out why you trippin'? f**in' up my session
Here a couple hunnits', go watch channel 7
Momma knew I was the man since I was 7, therefore she don't give a damn about the present
[Lil Bibby:]
I hop on the track you could see what I'm spittin'
You n***as wouldn't believe how I'm livin'
I don't think they could take the heat in the kitchen
I pray my young n***as get freed out the prison
My block is hot, the polices is flippin'
My n***as savage don't need a religion
I see n***as oppin' then I'm going shoppin', I pop out the cut then I'm squeezin' and dippin'
[Lil Herb:]
Ha
And we call that completing a mission
You know everywhere we go got like 2 or 3 poles, shoot them b**hes if you look suspicious
[Lil Bibby:]
Play with me, you gon' sleep with the fishes
No them k**ers don't shoot from a distance
And them n***as ain't leavin' a witness
Eat up tracks, man this beat was delicious
[Hook:]
That f** n***a ain't gon' shoot
n***as is cappin' they say that they savage but I ain't heard nothin' 'bout you
Ha, that f** n***a ain't gon' shoot
They say that they trappin' they claim that they got it but I ain't heard nothin' 'bout you
[Lil Herb:]
Before me and Bibby had verses and show money pilin', we was just young n***as wildin'
Even though I be rappin' 'bout murders and violence, when the police come I'm silent
Louie V on my shirt and Gabanna my shades, Versace my belt I be stylin'
Yo b**h say she in love with my hot n***a verse, now she s**in' my dick for freestylin'
[Lil Bibby:]
I'm still puttin' on for my city
f** n***as rappin' like Bibby
Still ride around with my glizzy
Pull up do a n***a like Ricky
Say you can't get out of this game
End up murk like Kane
Y'all n***as be lookin' like stains
Yung Berg I take a n***a chain
[Hook]