Prince George - Azizi Gibson

This shit right here for my goonies

I’ve never said that shit a day in my life

Prehistoric Crew, whoever the fuck else fucks with me

For the record I never said I was tight

Those was your friends nigga, chill out

(Mhm)

Now you remember

I’m from PG

Light skinned booty, tattoos, no brains, 2 kids

(Hey, let’s go Azizi)

Now we riding down E street

(Huuh?)

Took a little trip down DC with a few friends

Let me tell you about what I see (Whatup niggaaaa)

Crack heads all up on the street, trying to beat a nigga meat

Doin everything for money

Trickin if you got it, ain’t no hobby nigga, its real thing now wassup

Better shit come out tonight, we’ll rob your car on sight, even if it ain’t

nice (Get the fuck out the car)

They say how I’m livin ain’t right, they say why I says to bright,

its the LA life

Now who the fuck shipping you work

Who the fuck doin all the dirt no stains on the shirt

No heart, you niggas got the nerve

Ace pull the whip to the front bout time that we swerve

Part make your bitch gon twerk

Class of '08 don’t hate, we the best on Earth

Bout time that I take y’all to church

Smoking with the gods in the clouds and you thought I won’t hurt

I love how you niggas think you rap

I love how you swear you from the trap

I love how you eating big macs

Nigga where the fucking money at and all those hoes you smash nigga

So why you hating on me, cause I got far away

I bet you got better shit to do then sit and fuck with me

I bet you gotta a family at home that you don’t keep company (nah)

Now you tryin to get revenge because I wouldn’t do a track for free (What the

fuck!)

Fuck it

Dealin with hoe

Which one you niggas want some

Beat em like a God damn drum (brruumm)

I don’t need to run, only came here to have fun

Little nigga from Maryland

Won’t fuck her once

OG fucking up my lungs

But I can never ever get enough

I love this stuff (Let me hit that shit again)

I take another puff

Little nigga gotta live it up, what (Yessir)

So why you hating on me, cause I got far away

I bet you got better shit to do then sit and fuck with me

I bet you gotta a family at home that you don’t keep company (nah)

Now you tryin to get revenge because I wouldn’t do a track for free (What the

fuck!)

Fuck it

Dealin with hoe

Bout to say shit I gotta go

Couldn’t even take it kno mo

The same old shit

Yeah I said the same old shit and a nigga just tryna lay low

You shoulda take notes

Oh yeah never go broke

Let free smoke a little dope

Let the hope

Get a caste all in the moat

Before I ship off my boat (No, No, No!)

Murder that you wrote

Why hate on me cause I got far away

And honestly fuck you fools is how I feel today

I ain’t happy, I’m feeling glad

I got sunshine, In a bag

I’m useless, but not for long

My future, is coming on

(Is coming on)

(My future, my future, my future)

(Watch yo mouth mothafucka)

It’s Prehistoric metaphorical

Gettin naughty

Never here to hurt nobody

Just came through to crash the party

They just say your rap is hardly

Interesting or embalming

It just made me fucking bomb it (Your rap sucks)

I just want to smack you momma

It’s Prehistoric metaphorical

Gettin naughty

Never here to hurt nobody

Just came through to stress the party (Gimme that)

They just say your rap is hardly

Interesting or embalming (You suck!)

It just made me fucking bomb it

Almost made me smack your momma