Текст Lil Bibby – Ain’t Heard About You (Kill Shit 2)

Lil Bibby:
These rappers is actors, they life is in scenes
You catch me in traffic, got pipes with the beams
Got so many clips that I could make a movie

Lil Herb:
Nigga try to rob me?
That’ll never happen keep my Smith & Wesson hollows to his chest and someone call a reverend taught that boy a lesson here come 9/11
Stand right over him and check if you ain’t check him
4 nickel jams, damn he caught a blessin’
Better not come through flexin’ all my niggas reckless
If you lookin’ for us, just pull up on Essex

Lil Bibby:
I trap on the corner no matter the weather
A stack for the sweater, I trap in Margielas
Shooters they with me they pack a Beretta
She let me fuck from the back when I met her
That 357 will send you to heaven these niggas is tellin’ my niggas is felons
My bitches dikin’ like they name was Ellen
Laughin’ at niggas like they name was Kevin

Lil Herb:
Aye
Codeine what I’m sippin, gas what I’m inhalin’
Posto what you smellin’
Rollin’ up Dutchies in the living room, got my momma yellin
Chill out why you trippin’? Fuckin’ up my session
Here a couple hunnits’, go watch channel 7
Momma knew I was the man since I was 7, therefore she don’t give a damn about the present

Lil Bibby:
I hop on the track you could see what I’m spittin’
You niggas wouldn’t believe how I’m livin’
I don’t think they could take the heat in the kitchen
I pray my young niggas get freed out the prison
My block is hot, the polices is flippin’
My niggas savage don’t need a religion
I see niggas oppin’ then I’m going shoppin’, I pop out the cut then I’m squeezin’ and dippin’

Lil Herb:
Ha
And we call that completing a mission
You know everywhere we go got like 2 or 3 poles, shoot them bitches if you look suspicious

Lil Bibby:
Play with me, you gon’ sleep with the fishes
No them killers don’t shoot from a distance
And them niggas ain’t leavin’ a witness
Eat up tracks, man this beat was delicious

Hook:
That fuck nigga ain’t gon’ shoot
Niggas is cappin’ they say that they savage but I ain’t heard nothin’ ’bout you
Ha, that fuck nigga ain’t gon’ shoot
They say that they trappin’ they claim that they got it but I ain’t heard nothin’ ’bout you

Lil Herb:
Before me and Bibby had verses and show money pilin’, we was just young niggas wildin’
Even though I be rappin’ ’bout murders and violence, when the police come I’m silent
Louie V on my shirt and Gabanna my shades, Versace my belt I be stylin’
Yo bitch say she in love with my hot nigga verse, now she suckin’ my dick for freestylin’

Lil Bibby:
I’m still puttin’ on for my city
Fuck niggas rappin’ like Bibby
Still ride around with my glizzy
Pull up do a nigga like Ricky
Say you can’t get out of this game
End up murk like Kane
Y’all niggas be lookin’ like stains
Yung Berg I take a nigga chain

Hook