John Snow Lyrics - Lil Bibby

They think you are some kind of god. It's completely fucking mad, it seems to me. I can only imagine how it seems to you. The man who returned from the dead 

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I got 'em like damn, who is that boy from the 'Go 

He steady switchin' his flow 

Pull up the show, he rockin' all of this gold 

Why is he soundin' so old? 

Nobody knows, nobody knows 

Told 'em fuck all of these clothes, just give me the dough 

I just been stackin' this print like the Jon is comin' 

I'm in Chiraq coolin', countin' hundreds 

Like Rob who? Boy don't no dummy 

Please don't run up on 'em, keep a gun up on 'em 

Like bah-bah-bah, 30 on me, I'll murder homie 

You prolly shoulda been a good friend 

Now it's blood on my new Timbs 

I be with killers like fuck a security 

Shots to the buster's security 

Thuggin', I hang with my brother cause that nigga love me 

We gettin' somethin', I know I ain't comin' 

I know he ain't runnin' 

He just let off 100 if I say let off 100 

And I put loyalty way before royalty 

Love for my niggas is right under money 

I stay in the city and I ride dolo 

Cruisin' the streets and it's just me and .44 

Keepin' it low-low 

My nigga got caught with some dope and I think that he work for the po-po 

I'm still in the street 

Dressed in all black with my niggas, I'm tryna get ready to beef 

Remember them nights I didn't even eat, trapped in the snow and I can't feel my feet 

They calling me Bibby the King, please stop with the memes 

These niggas think it's a joke, we totin' Glocks with the beams 

These niggas act like they real, but they are not what they seem 

These niggas dying their dreads, tell me what's wrong with they heads? 

My flow Notorious, I hang with warriors 

You don't want war with us, nah 

You wanna go with us, go ahead and blow with us 

We gon' come back doin' fine 

Fine-fine-fine, and I put that on Allah 

You little niggas shouldn't even try 

It's guaranteed niggas'll die 

Yeah I'm a crack baby, I'm bout to go crazy 

The industry made me insane 

I hang with lucifer, we'll come shoot at ya 

Bitch I will die for my gang 

Can you help me find me a brain 

I cannot remember my name 

I think I done lost it 

I don't what they call me but you can just call me the king 

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