Azizi Gibson - The Statement lyrics

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Azizi Gibson - The Statement lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, We back again with some old smooth sh** for that a** The preHISTORIC crew, just doing what we do [Verse 1] It's "Give a b**h D" day, third eye with it like Hiei p**y so good had to put it on replay On the 10-West thinking s** with my lady I just met her last week on the strip getting jiggay Girl your bitten gloves with my weed tucked in 'em Fresh-f** fit with some trill-a** denim Main reason why: with some trill-a** women Why the f** you always hating why you always in your feelings sh** (sh**) Now don't make me go cop a clip Been smoking so long that I think I'm a zip f** what you repping, the gang that you with Out with your b**h and she's trying to take pics Instagram, f**ed up as sh** Put me on blast while I'm smoking my spiff Now the whole f**ing world know I get high as sh** [Bridge] So here we go Neck tats stamped, it's a fact: I'm getting p**y bro Taking down women who was raised off the tootsie roll Watch me speak Spanish to this girl I don't even know Have her puff weed till she bleed, no venereal Hahahaha, she just took a dab She's coughing so much that she just made me laugh I might have to call her a cab (you alright? I though you was like "I smoke all day" and sh**. Shut up.) [Hook] Getting high to the sky with my motherf**ing n***as though Looking down on the world like "f** 'em, I don't need 'em bro" Going up, going up, going up, where else to go In the clouds, smoking pounds of the loud, see a lot of hoes [Verse 2] Okay, back on my grizzy Act as a javelin and stab through the city Metro-bus used to take a buck-fifty On my way to see my b**h, give a gift, s** her titty (I'm bout to get some p**y) Play PS1 till I sleep for a week Till some shoes come out that I really really need (I'm bout to cop some new J's) Or my weed run out and the chilling ain't cheap f** around and have to play the villain this week Okay, you don't know I smoke 'Dro, don't do blow Live life long, b**h I'm cold b**h you old, grandpa Moe No no, we on the same old sh** We get turnt up, cut a few bricks Rollin a hundred spiffs, watch two flicks [Outro] n***a that's just how it is, {is(x5)} n***a that's just how it is, is (x3) Ah yeah sound like D'Angelo, telling somebody just how it is, just how it is Okay, here we go, oh oh-oh, here we go, oh (x2) Can't neat me, run in circle like a Cheerio Here we go, oh, oh