Azizi Gibson - Winners Circle lyrics

[Verse 1: Azizi Gibson] Now tell me what it do shawty My n***as don't know no better we came to get naughty Smoke a lil dank, get in a few fights and sip some 40s You know im a young lord who was raised outa your territory So give me a chance before you lable me bland My n***as is hood rich, give good dick, and she wanna strip Then she gotta let my n***as hit Turn it out, burn it out, tell the hoes smoke this Smokin' on the best dope, potent Reminiscing bout the sh** i did last year sh** was so good why you livin' in fear n***a, Reminiscing bout the sh** i did last year sh** was so good got you livin' in fear Harry potter room i was livin' under there, n***a No bullsh**, i was under them stairs Waited till flylo said come over here, k** it f** these rappers in the game n***a you vicious Im like "You delirious, i ain't sh** but a f**in' n***a bruh" He was like "Foreal?" I was like "No man I was just joking just to see what you would say damn" Then i disband like the arms on Rayman f** you Clyde find an N64, Swag God yes, no offense, howda ya been Don't trip, but sh**, iv'e been better friend Tryna change the world with my dick and my balls Eyes f**ed up can't see through the fog But i don't need those got a nose like a dog PH to the bone, Brainfeeder till I'm gone That's all [Verse 2: Azizi Gibson] One thing, You can't f** wit a n***a like me Nah, You can't f** wit a n***a like Z Can't f** wit a n***a like me Can't f** wit a n***a like Azizi C4 Gibson Thats my name, tell me that ain't playin' Oh you like my step, but i ain't crip I live a sweet life, Let the n***as hit the tip Man ya'll fake blood, What is ya'll kingsmen Don't do work unless your paying me business Free my n***as i'm all about friendship Free my n***as i'm all about friendship! sh** Don't forget that i'm dope Don't tell a cop unless you wanna get smoked GCO flow, we don't ever get shown I'll let the load out just to let a n***a know Boom Clack Powers whole chest gone You don't understand, well f** it yous' slow n***a, Boom Clack Powers whole chest gone n***a you don't understand, well f** it yous' slow PreHISTORIC n***a yeah we finna get dough Hopped on the scene, like who the f** are you? If you ain't finna match then its really f** you With your silly a** weed and ya ugly b**h too Inferno heart, got a soul of demon Been fienden' to sink my teeth into a human Photosynth' got the east coast bloomin' Do it till your mind and soul is oozin' I wanna live my life, Make these bands And cop a whip, and take your b**h Whats wrong with that, Thats how we live We the n***as from the pimp, roll a spliff f** the dis n***a just get rich And then s** on my Diiiiiiiiickkghh You can't f** wit a n***a like ME ME ME ME ME