Kill Shit
(专辑: No Limit Niggas - 2015)
[Lil Herb (Lil Bibby):] Aye Bibby, let's kill shit broski. Whatchu wanna do? (It's whatever man, just go on ahead and rip that shit I'm a
come around and clean that shit up) Let's get it [Lil Herb:] Know a
couple niggas that's down to ride for a
homicide When it's drama time run up on a
nigga with the
llamas flyin Leave his loved ones all traumatized One-fifty I'm really with' it, I'll drop his ass and then forget it I'm the
man round my side of town, might see a
bitch and forget I
hit it Lil Bibby on the
track with me, one mistake and he clap fifty When I
hit the
scene hoes go insane Cause they know a
nigga got them racks with' me, No velcro but the
strap with' me let a
nigga wanna act silly I'm a
let it off and then leave him there, ride off and don't even care Bitch I
cash out 'till I
pass out, got a
couple trues I
don't even wear In the
game bitch I
do my thang, hoes scream my name I
ain't even there Lil Herb boy I
doos this, leave your bitch wetter than a
pool pit And I
make bands like I
make friends, bought some ray-bans on some cool shit But now it's back to some killa shit, got some wild hoes that'll drill a
bitch Yea it's no limit, thirty years running, thirty years gunning and we still the
shit I
never run cause I
stay to fight, I'll cook a
nigga like steak and rice And it's hella real in the
battlefield, gangbang gotta pay the
price Hit a
nigga with the
forty fifth, bet it make his ass do forty flips M-O-B I
don't love a
ho, I'm a
be this way 'til I'm forty six Matter of fact 'til a
nigga die, smoke kush blunts 'til a
nigga cry And I
never feed off another man cause I
understand how a
nigga lie Never snitch on a
nigga dry, yea that's how a
nigga die Got a
yellow bitch in the
passenger, she gon' suck and fuck if I
get her high If I
do the
dash then my whip will fly, foriegn shit what a
nigga ride I
ain't never sneezing let a
nigga try, got the
nine rutger on a
nigga side [Lil Bibby:] Lil Bibby, no limit yea I'm all about that sack bitch, my young niggas they clap shit Let the
mac spit, we whack shit Weezy in that cut With that nina that's that black bitch Rico wanna' get 'em, I'm like cause' man I
got this Shooting shit, Hitting shit Four five extended clip Y'all be on that snitching shit And Y'all know what snitches get, no limit shit, we with' the
shits, I'm focused on getting rich M-O-B forget a
bitch, right after I
hit the
bitch Like point me to the
kitchen bitch, I
be water-whipping shit Whip it, Jeff Gordon whip it Hit it with' the
fork, straight drop no shorts Shooters on and off the
court, shoot a
nigga off his porch, turn a
nigga to a
corpse Yea I'm bout that, rolling up that loud pack Catch me lackin'? I
doubt that, cause I
never leave without that And that's real shit, got real hitters they kill shit You fuck around hit the
kill switch, these hollow tips you feel this And I'm tryna get real rich cause my mama said I
wouldn't be shit Nobody never gave me shit Like "Bibby hop on this remix" "That's five hundred, no free shit" Cause I'm hot And I
do this shit for my block I
got thirty off in that Glock, have my nina give you top Bodies gon' drop and we ain't gon' stop R-I-P Roc, catch a
few opps, send a
few shots might hit a
few blocks Fuck a
few thots I
need two mill, might seem like a
lot but I
spit straight drop So it's really not, my team gon' eat, R-I-P to police Fake niggas don't speak, cop killers in the
heat Catch me in the
streets, shout out to broski