Don't Worry (feat. Lil Bibby)

I know...

Don't worry, I'm determined to...

Don't worry, I'm determined to...

Don't worry, I'm determined to...

Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, don't worry

I be with pistol tottin', kush smokin', lean pourin' crazy ass *****s

***** want some work?

Just pull up, make sure you bring the cash with ya

I be blowin' money fast *****

Try me that's your ass *****

***** talkin' down bout Buckz probably

Cause I don't **** with that *****

I say I did this shit for my dogs

Just make a call, they'll risk it all

Or if it's that I just send 'em a text

Have my youngin's come through make it rain on your set

Sleeping on couches, had pains in my neck

Now I got three or four chains on my neck

******* be trippin', I can't **** with that

Cut that ***** off cause I ain't for the stress

These *****s be set trippin'

Switchin' sides, set flippin'

Pocket watch, sneak dissin'

Why you worried about the next *****?

Why you all in my pockets?

Why I'm always a topic?

***** get up off of your ass

Go and make you a profit

Buy the mall when I be goin' shoppin'

Got a habit, really need to stop it

We be tottin', Lil Squeak got it

These *****s know that he'll pop it

*****s know I spit that ether

***** I ain't doin' no features

Bout to cash out on that Porsche just to ride past my teacher

And for Big Bucks I'mma go cause that's my big bro *****

NLMB, never leave my brothers man

Day 1 *****s, no new *****s in my ass, ten year shit

Real shit *****

I be with trigger happy, pill poppin'

Drug dealin' wild ass *****s

I'm a young black male dropout

Worth a couple hundred thou ass *****

I'm a Truey, Louie

I鈥檓 Truey Louie rockin, you can smell me before I come around ass *****

Cause I'm a leanin' ass, loud ass, rollin' out the pound ass *****

And I got it from the mud

Lil Bibby that's my blood

We was in the trap and we was in the stu'

And we was out there tottin' guns

Took hard work to run them bands up so we **** it all for fun

And G-Fazo would be proud of me so I **** it all for 1's

And we got choppers with the drums

All type of ****in' guns

Know the Feds watchin'

*****s prolly workin', I ain't talkin', I'mma run

When they find me, I be high

Chiefin', chokin', coughin' up my lungs

Robins full of Hunds

I don't check for hoes in the club

I buy crushes, fantas, dutches, swishers with my ones

80 dollar cups

But I'm through with that shit, tryna give it up

Yeah I fell in love

'Member saying I could never get enough

******* on me, they can't ever get enough

Call 'em up, any day I'm gettin' ****ed

5AM, in the hill just me and Bucks

Who the hottest from the 'Go? Just me and Bucks

Take it how you wanna, I don't give a ****

***** run up on me, all you hear is buck

Now somebody pick him up

Treat me notepad like it's Spalding ball every time I pick it up

Record labels calling now

***** balling like I'm tryna pick 'em up, ***** (huh)

Ugh, hey, hey, hey Bibby what's up bro, you already know how we rockin' it man. 150 dream team the campaign man. Free all the 150 demons, RIP all our *****s man. Look. -

(Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, don't worry

Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, don't worry)