[Intro]
Where your ass was at when I was sleepin' on the floor?
Where your ass was at when I was sleepin' on the floor?
[Verse 1: Lil Bibby + G Herbo]
That .40 got a drum, bitch I feel like Nick Cannon, ay
Raised in the slums so you know I'm still damaged, ay
Told her let me fuck, ho you know I'm real mannish
I get love from the plug, I be makin' shit vanish
And we from 79th & Essex but the migo speakin' Spanish
Sometimes he be talkin' plays, I can't even understand it
I'm like Manny?
Don't you panic, double wrap and keep it landed
Have the pack gone when it land, I get the racks and rubber-band it
Bitch don't get it twisted, I'm No Limits, I'm a savage, ay
Blow a nigga down if he pull up right here cappin', ay
Bitch I be with shooters, all my niggas don't be rappin', ay
Drop a nigga, tell the coppers "I don't know what happened," ay
Got my .40 and it's on me, dolo, lowkey, I'm in traffic
Tony fly back to pay 100 off an oz, I was trappin'That 800 I just spent it on Margielas, call it cappin'
Week before I had to show ya'll line G Herbo's niggas clappin', ay
All my niggas bout that action, quit that yappin' 'fore I slap 'em
We got 30s in them rugers, have my shooters get to clappin
And we don't got no love for you rappin' ass niggas
Up there pistol tell them strip, with your faggot ass nigga
I got boogers on my wrist, got your sister on my dick
Got your condo in my pocket, spent your car note on my kicks
And since I cut the lean habit, I've been shoppin' like a bitch
I just bought Givenchy T-Shirt shit that woulda been a 6, ay
Where your ass was at when I was sleepin' on the floor?
Where your ass was at when I was sleepin' on the floor?
[Verse 1: Lil Bibby + G Herbo]
That .40 got a drum, bitch I feel like Nick Cannon, ay
Raised in the slums so you know I'm still damaged, ay
Told her let me fuck, ho you know I'm real mannish
I get love from the plug, I be makin' shit vanish
And we from 79th & Essex but the migo speakin' Spanish
Sometimes he be talkin' plays, I can't even understand it
I'm like Manny?
Don't you panic, double wrap and keep it landed
Have the pack gone when it land, I get the racks and rubber-band it
Bitch don't get it twisted, I'm No Limits, I'm a savage, ay
Blow a nigga down if he pull up right here cappin', ay
Bitch I be with shooters, all my niggas don't be rappin', ay
Drop a nigga, tell the coppers "I don't know what happened," ay
Got my .40 and it's on me, dolo, lowkey, I'm in traffic
Tony fly back to pay 100 off an oz, I was trappin'That 800 I just spent it on Margielas, call it cappin'
Week before I had to show ya'll line G Herbo's niggas clappin', ay
All my niggas bout that action, quit that yappin' 'fore I slap 'em
We got 30s in them rugers, have my shooters get to clappin
And we don't got no love for you rappin' ass niggas
Up there pistol tell them strip, with your faggot ass nigga
I got boogers on my wrist, got your sister on my dick
Got your condo in my pocket, spent your car note on my kicks
And since I cut the lean habit, I've been shoppin' like a bitch
I just bought Givenchy T-Shirt shit that woulda been a 6, ay
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