We Made It Lil Bibby
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[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
[Chorus]
I said bitch I'm gon' get money and that’s with or without you (With or without you)
Youngin doing your thing, you coming up, they gon' doubt you
That’s why I pull up in this foreign just to stunt on these haters (Skrrt, skrrt)
Then I pull them racks out just to show that we made it
I say fuck these other niggas, ask your bitch, I’m her favorite (I’m her favorite)
Catch me in the club, they bring bottles to the tables
And I ain’t fuckin' with these niggas, man them niggas some haters
We pull up in them coupes just to show that we made it (Huh)
Yeah we made it
[Verse 1]
They know I’m the truth (Truth), pole in the coupe (Coupe)
Run up on me, then you know I'ma shoot (Baow)
And I spit crack when I go in the booth (Crack)
50 shot MAC, I’ll blow it at you
'Bout to go insane, watch niggas switch up when you get famous
When you get a little money, watch shit changes
And I walk around my city like a big stain
20k for this big chain (Big chain)
30 thousand dollar wrist game (30 thousand dollar wrist)
Work hard and this shit came (Work hard and this shit)
Smack a bitch like Rick James
Niggas hatin', tell 'em do somethin' (Do somethin')
I bet they won’t do nothin' (Do nothin')
Going hard since 2 somethin' (Ha, ha)
Any nigga round me gon shoot somethin'
CashMoneyAP
[Chorus]
I said bitch I'm gon' get money and that’s with or without you (With or without you)
Youngin doing your thing, you coming up, they gon' doubt you
That’s why I pull up in this foreign just to stunt on these haters (Skrrt, skrrt)
Then I pull them racks out just to show that we made it
I say fuck these other niggas, ask your bitch, I’m her favorite (I’m her favorite)
Catch me in the club, they bring bottles to the tables
And I ain’t fuckin' with these niggas, man them niggas some haters
We pull up in them coupes just to show that we made it (Huh)
Yeah we made it
[Verse 1]
They know I’m the truth (Truth), pole in the coupe (Coupe)
Run up on me, then you know I'ma shoot (Baow)
And I spit crack when I go in the booth (Crack)
50 shot MAC, I’ll blow it at you
'Bout to go insane, watch niggas switch up when you get famous
When you get a little money, watch shit changes
And I walk around my city like a big stain
20k for this big chain (Big chain)
30 thousand dollar wrist game (30 thousand dollar wrist)
Work hard and this shit came (Work hard and this shit)
Smack a bitch like Rick James
Niggas hatin', tell 'em do somethin' (Do somethin')
I bet they won’t do nothin' (Do nothin')
Going hard since 2 somethin' (Ha, ha)
Any nigga round me gon shoot somethin'
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