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azizi gibson - last minute trips lyrics
[intro]
keep that burp in it to make it natural
sound like my woman in the cut
let me tell you some sh_t
(holy)
[verse 1]
you the reason why i can’t drink casamigos
with my amigos, out in tj with some freak hoes
goin’ free throws with some bottles, eatin’ cheetos
f_ck with me, socialize, i got the cheat codes
hoes out the door, i don’t know but they with me though
long day, long flight, i finna f_ck tonight (h_rny)
life’s a b_tch but i’m rich, so i’m sittin’ tight
no demise to them guys, i’m just here to glide
the game’s weak, you need a tweak, drink the cyanide
just me and my gs, collect the fees, if you come short then you might die
you see the st__z, you smell the breeze, i’m somewhere lit drinkin’ mai tais
we rollin’ a tree, hand on my d, talk is cheap, it’s bye_bye
no phone on a beach, i can’t be reached, not this week, i’m on my time
[chorus]
we gettin’ low on you b_tches, hahaha
we gettin’ low on these n_ggas, ah
we gettin’ low on you b_tches, hahaha
we gettin’ low on these n_ggas, ah
take this sh_t to the grave if i can, i’m the reaper fan
best believe i’ma stay where i stand, i ain’t movin’ again
give a sh_t ’bout these n_ggas, these n_ggas ain’t doin’ nothin’ when it come to this bread
give a sh_t ’bout these n_ggas, these n_ggas ain’t doin’ nothin’ when it come to this bread (holy)
take this sh_t to the grave if i can, i’m the reaper fan
best believe i’ma stay where i stand, i ain’t movin’ again
give a sh_t ’bout these n_ggas, these n_ggas ain’t doin’ nothin’ when it come to this bread
give a sh_t ’bout these n_ggas, these n_ggas ain’t doin’ nothin’ when it come to this bread
[verse 2]
fettucini
my b_tch a meanie, i’m [stampin’?] it
in the evening i’m stabbin’ it
i see ass and i’m grabbin’ it
you is you, can’t compare my chick
’cause you know she bad as sh_t
now look at you, mad as sh_t
boy, you better go get a grip
[chorus]
i don’t do favors, you ain’t give me no health
i’m not in a neighbor, you better do it yourself
b_tch read my palm, said my life full of wealth
i heard you do songs, but they all on a shelf
i don’t do favors, you ain’t give me health
i’m not in a neighbor, you better do it yourself
b_tch read my palm, said my life full of wealth
i heard you do songs, but they all on a shelf
[outro]
liar
holy
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