Lil Bibby - Let It Blow (Remix) lyrics

[Hook: Cuban Da Savage] Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow We don't talk to snitches, we don't f** with hoes You fake a** rappers 'bout to get exposed I just seen't your mama at the corner store Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow We don't talk to snitches, we don't f** with hoes You fake a** rappers 'bout to get exposed I just seen't your mama at the corner store [Verse 1: Lil Bibby] I said my shooters cost a grip, twelve fifty for the kicks Fifty in my pants, that ho thought I was on bricks Tell homie pipe down, I know he not with the sh**s We gon' blow him right down then skeet off in the whip Like Andre, we drummin', got the drums in the clip n***as seen how we comin', now they youngins wanna flip I don't want your mixtape, I treat it like a frisbee You ain't certified, all that talking you can miss me Shooters outside, couple shooters in here with me I'm slapped off the Henny, call bro to come and get me Pull up in your hood in a Bentley, I'm gangster My youngin take your chain then thank ya I'm with G-Money, call it drank up You broke, get your bank up I know that b**h popped without that makeup [?] in the cut rollin' stank up Molly on stage droppin' rakes on that gang stuff Get a goofy flamed up [Hook: Cuban Da Savage] Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow We don't talk to snitches, we don't f** with hoes You fake a** rappers 'bout to get exposed I just seen't your mama at the corner store Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow We don't talk to snitches, we don't f** with hoes You fake a** rappers 'bout to get exposed I just seen't your mama at the corner store [Verse 2: Cuban Da Savage] Look b**h, you a dirty a** trick Always got yo hand out I'm Cuban Doll, I stand out That's why I brought my mans out Cause I got them bands now Cause we in a Benz now Break it down, smoke a pound It's a damn shame how they change for the fame f** a name, I'm in the game, I make it rain You's a lame, I pull a stain You ain't gang, you need a pa** to hang 'Fore I snatch yo chain Murk your a** and catch a plane Cuban Savage, I'm insane I don't do no talkin' b**h 'Cuase there ain't nothin' to talk about Pull up to the murder scene this b**h wanna talk it out I'ma pull that chopper out, bullets make 'em walk it out Now this b**h forgot about, that gangster sh** you not about [Hook: Cuban Da Savage] Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow We don't talk to snitches, we don't f** with hoes You fake a** rappers 'bout to get exposed I just seen't your mama at the corner store Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow We don't talk to snitches, we don't f** with hoes You fake a** rappers 'bout to get exposed I just seen't your mama at the corner store [Verse 3: Molly Brazy] f** the opposite and f** 12, man they ain't stoppin' sh** Hoes dick biting, if I had one, you'd be toppin' it I'm droppin' sh** Yeah my name is Molly, I ain't poppin' it Four of the Hi-Tech in the Fanta, swear I'm high as sh** All these b**hes lyin', talking 'bout they takin' trips Rob your ho out the stick then I put forty in your b**h I won't miss, like I'm swiping, n***a all my pieces hitting I'll never trust a goofy, all you b**hes counterfeit I don't know why these b**hes hate me, I don't never hate Slide down your block with the K and they b**hes elevate Say they put money on my head Well get it back b**h, I ain't dead Yeah b**h that's what I said Free my brother, f** the feds [Hook: Cuban Da Savage] Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow We don't talk to snitches, we don't f** with hoes You fake a** rappers 'bout to get exposed I just seen't your mama at the corner store Pull up on yo block, we gon' let it blow We don't talk to snitches, we don't f** with hoes You fake a** rappers 'bout to get exposed I just seen't your mama at the corner store