G Herbo - Know Something lyrics

[Intro: Lil Herb] (Gang!) Aye, Bibby, what up bro man 150 Roc Block sh** man, L's n***as don't want smoke man These n***as don't want no smoke man You want smoke man, let us know something Vito city sh**, b**h [Hook: Lil Bibby] I be with some young wild n***as, they'll blow somethin' If you want smoke boy, let a n***a know somethin' p**y a** n***as talking sh**, ain't on nothin' f** n***as sneak dissin, let a n***a know somethin' Let a n***a know somethin', let a n***a know somethin' If you want smoke boy let a n***a know somethin' Let a n***a know somethin', let a n***a know somethin' If you want smoke boy let a n***a know somethin' [Verse 1: Lil Herb] I be with some young wild n***as, smoking loud, n***a Mally got that .40 cal with him, blow you down, n***a 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 n***as putting posts up on they Instagram Like you n***as 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 p**y, clap, now it's all over n***a I be spendin' racks, turn em all over Ball till you fall, n***a what you fall over? If I ever fall, n***a, I'mma ball over Started from the bottom, I'll do it all over n***a I be fresh as f**, Louie all over All white Ones, n***a, 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 n***as b**hes taking group pictures, all ya'll posers Young n***a 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 n***as 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' f** rap homie, I'm in the trap, homie Work came in put my tax on it, real sh**, 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 n***a stuntin' We ain't worried bout nothing, cause we strapped, homie Hut one hut two, hittas on point, they ready to slump you n***as 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 n***as can't take it Ain't about money, then a n***a can't make it f** her from the back and her head was whack I pa** her to Pat, the b**h is so basic Hoes go crazy when they see Lil Bibby Young a** n***a, 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 n***a know Subtweeting, why you won't at a n***a for? You try to tell Bibby, just let this sh** go Till' we show up with them K's then we at a n***a throat [Hook]