[Intro]
Oh yeah, haha
Hit them niggas with the
Ooouu, Ohhhh, Yeahhh
 
[Verse 1: Azizi Gibson]
Lil z was young and wild
Ooouu but that lil nigga had style
Fucked up someone had to sit me down
No bullshit, who the fuck would love this child
Yeahhh
Now you know where I'm at now
Penthouse fucking bitches with sick tats now
With that ass too fat for me to ask out
Cause I already got the damn answers
Ooouu, it's dedication
The same way I got here, bitch it's dedication
You just mad that you not here cause you not patient
 
[Hook]
This is Mr. give a fuck what you know
Smoke weed, get drinks, fuck hoes
Count this money, wrap your wrist in gold
Big body, make them girls say whoa
Party late, do whatever you want
Just make sure you don't smoke all the skunk
I get stressed if I don't have me some
Nigga fuck you, we get it done
 
[Verse 2: King Mez]
Young King Mez
Momma wanted me educated (yeah, yeah, yeah)
No degree, but I'm dedicated (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It was that or be medicated (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Problems so heavy man some weighed a ton
Boy, if you ain't really run with the gun
Nigga please don't lie
Cause I will pull your fucking card
Some of my niggas really scarred
But they here, so I praise the lord
Man the system against us dog
We got Glocks to even the odds
And man most of these niggas frauds
But they doing such a good job
I guess they deserve applause
I clap at all of them
Would say more this the end of the verse though
Everybody wanna be picaso
Nigga you ain't even done with the first coat
When it's all said and done, nigga, what did you work for
They say you can't take the money with you
Maserati recently made a hearse though
(So this is)
 
[Hook]
This is Mr. give a fuck what you know
Smoke weed, get drinks, fuck hoes
Count this money, wrap your wrist in gold
Big body, make them girls say whoa
Party late, do whatever you want
Just make sure you don't smoke all the skunk
I get stressed if I don't have me some
Nigga fuck you we get it done
 
[Verse 3: Ray Wright]
Ohhhhhh, you just mad cause I waited
Plotting plans, smoke my grams, contemplated
Till she realize the man likes men
And I'm so straight with the pen
I swooped in and penetrated
Now I ain't been fooled I'm flying high
See, I got my rent in my pockets right
Now, lil nigga tell me what that profits like
When you done switched to luscious lobster luncheons
From my pocket now
They acting like some jerks saying I don't really do this
Had to pull up like Dirk, with the rollie and the cuban
With reuben white diamonds wrap them tightly around my dental
Mr. give a fuck what you know with hoes all in the rental
(This is)
 
[Hook]
This is Mr. give a fuck what you know
Smoke weed, get drinks, fuck hoes
Count this money, wrap your wrist in gold
Big body, make them girls say whoa
Party late, do whatever you want
Just make sure you don't smoke all the skunk
I get stressed if I don't have me some
Nigga fuck you we get it done
 
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Passenger Lyrics

Azizi Gibson – Passenger Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh yeah, haha
Hit them niggas with the
Ooouu, Ohhhh, Yeahhh
 
[Verse 1: Azizi Gibson]
Lil z was young and wild
Ooouu but that lil nigga had style
Fucked up someone had to sit me down
No bullshit, who the fuck would love this child
Yeahhh
Now you know where I'm at now
Penthouse fucking bitches with sick tats now
With that ass too fat for me to ask out
Cause I already got the damn answers
Ooouu, it's dedication
The same way I got here, bitch it's dedication
You just mad that you not here cause you not patient
 
[Hook]
This is Mr. give a fuck what you know
Smoke weed, get drinks, fuck hoes
Count this money, wrap your wrist in gold
Big body, make them girls say whoa
Party late, do whatever you want
Just make sure you don't smoke all the skunk
I get stressed if I don't have me some
Nigga fuck you, we get it done
 
[Verse 2: King Mez]
Young King Mez
Momma wanted me educated (yeah, yeah, yeah)
No degree, but I'm dedicated (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It was that or be medicated (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Problems so heavy man some weighed a ton
Boy, if you ain't really run with the gun
Nigga please don't lie
Cause I will pull your fucking card
Some of my niggas really scarred
But they here, so I praise the lord
Man the system against us dog
We got Glocks to even the odds
And man most of these niggas frauds
But they doing such a good job
I guess they deserve applause
I clap at all of them
Would say more this the end of the verse though
Everybody wanna be picaso
Nigga you ain't even done with the first coat
When it's all said and done, nigga, what did you work for
They say you can't take the money with you
Maserati recently made a hearse though
(So this is)
 
[Hook]
This is Mr. give a fuck what you know
Smoke weed, get drinks, fuck hoes
Count this money, wrap your wrist in gold
Big body, make them girls say whoa
Party late, do whatever you want
Just make sure you don't smoke all the skunk
I get stressed if I don't have me some
Nigga fuck you we get it done
 
[Verse 3: Ray Wright]
Ohhhhhh, you just mad cause I waited
Plotting plans, smoke my grams, contemplated
Till she realize the man likes men
And I'm so straight with the pen
I swooped in and penetrated
Now I ain't been fooled I'm flying high
See, I got my rent in my pockets right
Now, lil nigga tell me what that profits like
When you done switched to luscious lobster luncheons
From my pocket now
They acting like some jerks saying I don't really do this
Had to pull up like Dirk, with the rollie and the cuban
With reuben white diamonds wrap them tightly around my dental
Mr. give a fuck what you know with hoes all in the rental
(This is)
 
[Hook]
This is Mr. give a fuck what you know
Smoke weed, get drinks, fuck hoes
Count this money, wrap your wrist in gold
Big body, make them girls say whoa
Party late, do whatever you want
Just make sure you don't smoke all the skunk
I get stressed if I don't have me some
Nigga fuck you we get it done