Lil Bibby - Lettin Up lyrics

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Lil Bibby - Lettin Up lyrics

[Hook:] Ain't a n***a on Earth that can mess with us All my n***as on top we ain't lettin up [x2] We ain't lettin up [x4] Ain't a n***a on Earth that can mess with us All my n***as on top we ain't lettin up [Lil Bibby:] We ain't lettin up They can't mess with us Say two words and that tech'll bust These f** boys keep testin us 30 clip in that weapon Big toys like Xmen Young boys so reckless We'll f** around and get hectic I'm ridin round' my city Challenge him with that hemi Boss sh** like Diddy I got 30 shots in that Semi So if any n***a come near me And f** around and get emptied Prada kicks 450 That street sh** just in me b**h I brought my gang too So you gotta f** my gang too Wheels black, my Range blue n***a I ain't changed I'm the same dude On the same sh** in a new whip Got new clips got the same crew Call my Glock Transformer let this b**h f** around change you! [Hook] [Lil Durk:] Block hot, got the feds shook Now I'm back to Fazoland Real n***as doing alot of drills Off a lot of mollys, like 10 of em Homicide keep questioning me Keep asking me bout Herb n em 30 shots, got 30 shots But I used 10 like Bibby n em Fair case I'mma young n***a Nick Cannon with that drum n***a Lil Durk be alot of dram Baby hang around them young n***as Chicago b**h, this is my sh** You wife a ho that's doing dicks 2013 a** n***a, yall n***as just started doing hits OJ he like me n***a, that 30-30 gon' k** n***as Last time a opp tried, that white tee turned [?] Breaking bricks like lego n***a My rastas with me barbados n***a [x2] Lol Lil Durk f**ing s**s [Hook] [Lil Herb:] Ain't a n***a ever made that could f** with me I'm mixing Hen and Ace of Spades I can't f**ing see But I'm still wearing Louie shades, I'm so f**ing flea These b**hes see me, they go cray like they in love with me It's Lil Herb dawg, miss me with that nerd talk My shotties got them eagles built, don't make me send that bird call Cuz this sh**'ll get lethal quick, run up on you leave you stiff R hit you, you better hope god with you We gon' send yo squad with you Pussies, so don't get caught slipping Red and black maybach I call it Rick Ross pimpin, we winnin And if a n***a run up on me Smith and Wesson's bust Durko go and k** his homies, we ain't lettin up! [Hook]