Lil Bibby – Thought It Was A Drought

Lil Bibby – Thought It Was A Drought

[Verse 1]
I said I came from the mud and I’m really tired of tellin’ them
That lean had me stuck, so I had to quit the medicine
I post upon the block, I had seven for the dub
Swear I had the shit on lock, ’cause my brother was the plug
And these strippers mad, I won’t throw no money in the club
I got youngins doin’ bids, every month I show ’em love
I got hitters like the cubs, and the killaz is my cus’
I can’t trust none of these niggas, if you with me then they blood
Let me tell you how it was, trappin’ in the trenches
Your nozy ass granny, tell that bitch to mind her business
My lil brother grippin’, you want that smoke I send ’em
I say all my niggas hungry yeah you lookin’ just like dinner
Straight from the go
Feds kick in the door
Bussin’ the pole all my niggas get low
Show me the cash, I give it and go
I don’t got a vest on, real niggas they know
I’m screaming "No Limit" and that’s to the grave
I work like a slave, I got to get paid
24 hours I’m on serving J’s
No matter to me that shit got to get made
I’m shippin’ em out, that means there’s never a drought
I heard you been runnin’ your mouth
These bitches is out, I know they here for the clout
I just put dick in they mouth
You holding like niggas won’t enter your house
You want some free smokers, I’m giving it out
I get you murked for a little amount
I do my dirty, go live in the south

[Hook]
When that new shit comin’ out
Yeah they thought it was a drought
I get that work ain’t running out
Yeah they thought it was a drought
Yeah they thought it was a drought
Said they thought it was drought
It ain’t no real niggas out, so they though it was a drought
When that new shit comin’ out
Yeah they thought it was a drought
I get that work ain’t running out
Yeah they thought it was a drought
Yeah they thought it was a drought
Said they thought it was drought
It ain’t no real niggas out, so they though it was a drought

[Verse 2]
They like "Bibby where you been?"
I’ve been huntin’ for the cash
All these niggas taste of bitches but I rather taste a bag
Forty make my pants sag
Balmain’s on my ass
All these ho’s disappear when niggas down till they land
But I’m up, bitches wanna fuck, keep on hittin’ me up
Got her ass, and she bad, but to me that’s not enough
I just use her for a nut, really I know she a slut
I just hit ‘er, then I send her to that the broofer, he could cut
They say we gon’ go to hell, smoking out the bail
Me and Will, ’till my lungs fill
Jewish lawyers, so I dodged jail
Youngest ’bout that murder, gotta put on for the squad bail
Took a lot of losses ’till I click up with the cocktail

[Hook]
When that new shit comin’ out
Yeah they thought it was a drought
I get that work ain’t running out
Yeah they thought it was a drought
Yeah they thought it was a drought
Said they thought it was drought
It ain’t no real niggas out, so they though it was a drought
When that new shit comin’ out
Yeah they thought it was a drought
I get that work ain’t running out
Yeah they thought it was a drought
Yeah they thought it was a drought
Said they thought it was drought
It ain’t no real niggas out, so they though it was a drought, aye

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