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Pulled up, parking lot stunting, boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy

Niggas we ain't worried bout nothing, boy

Everybody with me getting money

Pulled up, parking lot stunting, boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy

Niggas we ain't worried bout nothing, boy

Everybody with me getting money

I'm a boss stacking all this money

My safe stay full of new hundreds

My trap house still doing numbers

Show you how to turn nothing into something

I pull up to the scene

They like "Bibby what you on?"

Got the chrome, one up in the dome

Play I'll get you gone

Money on my phone

So I told that mother****er hold on

Put the business first

then see what the hoes on

Young niggas stunting

Walking round with this gold on

I would flood the block

But I ain't tryna get told on

Niggas dissing, acting like some women

Hey but we ain't really tripping

Cause we got some pots to piss in

Pulled up, parking lot stunting, boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy

Niggas we ain't worried bout nothing, boy

Everybody with me getting money

Pulled up, parking lot stunting, boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy

Niggas we ain't worried bout nothing, boy

Everybody with me getting money

Boy by Lil Bibby\n\nWhen we pull up as the shitstain

And go get your b*****s' attention

Boy by Lil Bibby\n\nShe will swing her shitstain

And my niggas could have a head on collision

My guarder number one

We be bumming in your direction

They get permission from me

They gon turn her with no ignition

King, double Styrofoam for the lean

Puffing 15, 30 grand in my jeans

And when I'm seen on the scene, it's obscene

And a vert so clean

Half a million dollar chain

Ask a ho who run it

They go yelling out our name

Hustle gang bang green niggas

All we know is bank rolls

Get dough when the bank close,

And there ain't no

Stopping, our feet kicked up

Where you can't go

They can't paint no picture no clearer

Niggas with us, wreak havoc, bring terror

No there ain't no niggas like us in your city

Pulling up,

Sucker like no he mother****ing didn't

Pulled up, parking lot stunting, boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy

Niggas we ain't worried bout nothing, boy

Everybody with me getting money

Pulled up, parking lot stunting, boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy

Niggas we ain't worried bout nothing, boy

Everybody with me getting money, boy

Grind so hard I ain't slept in four days

Niggas hating on the bench

They don't get no play

Haters gon hate, everything ok

Young niggas from the streets

Getting money both ways

Boy by Lil Bibby\n\nAnd we get that straight drop shitstain

Straight from the tropics

Then I rerock it to double up them profits

Catch me on E block

Now I'm with the D cop

Word around town

Lil Bibby got the streets locked

Niggas mean mugging

Boy by Lil Bibby\n\nSo I got the heat shitstaine

Wheat timbs niggas

We don't do the Reebok

My young boys on bullshitting, boy

Just watch, I'll show you

How to do this shit, boy

Pulled up, parking lot stunting, boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy

Niggas we ain't worried bout nothing, boy

Everybody with me getting money

Pulled up, parking lot stunting, boy

Thousand dollar jeans full of hundreds, boy

Niggas we ain't worried bout nothing, boy

Everybody with me getting money,boy