Lyrics Phc La La - Azizi Gibson

Phc La La

Right here, this is where you lost your luck
Cause rapper such and such fucked around and got you punched
First I heard it from your boy, then from your tongue
Nigga I’m a crazy fuck, might snap and kill your son
But before they try to put me in the pen again
I left Sherry’s dead body in the present
I had to tell you cause I didn’t leave no evidence
Except for note that said «FUCK YOU AND THIS BITCH»
Now who the fuck left Azizi off the leash again?
No one answered cause I’ve already eating them
For you corny ass niggas I defeated them
Conquered them
Born to do, same shit, I play to win
But I be fucking bitches up with my dick now
Last chick, ass fat I blew her back out
Bitch got it fixed, came back I blew it back out
Story of my life, that’s your wife
Who are you?
Wooooow
Kids?
Bet I got a few now
All of these bitches that I came in and ran out
See Pete tryna hit a nigga with the boom bow
North’s fucked up but baby girl your life will pan out
Shit but a niggas got problems
Bigger issues and economics
I got a fist full, I’m trynna start shit
So when ya’ll niggas fight
Imma dip and work on my shit
Ya’ll niggas need to use your time wisely
Cause whack rappers be the main niggas here grinding
Why is everybody so worked up on timing?
Just drop yo shit, get a pimp, put him on son
Damn right now your nigga is here is on one
His verse super sick, suck my dick bitch, we on some
Prehistoric motherfucking pterodactyl arson
We gon' beat your ass, watch your ass, put your guard up
Hide your weed, hide your bitch, hide your phone
Cause when we come throoooough
(It's all (?))
I said it’s the fuck you
(P-p-p-p-patroooon)
And nigga I don’t know youuu
(So it’s best you go nigga)
But real shit shut the fuck up I am serious
The worst thing that you could ever do is get curious
Don’t be naive, like the grapevine, won’t hear your shit
P-H till I fucking die, suck my dick
Shit I’m chilling on a futon
Watching workaholics, smoking weed, on my laptop
Writing to this beat while I’m chilling next to iRock
Thinking about the bullshit I did last week dawg
Shit so bad I won’t speak on
But on the low key it just took me to my peek point
All of you bitch ass niggas you are so doint
Fuck it roll a joint, call some hoes, put on old boy
Yeah, you niggas getting old boy
Only see niggas yo age at your show boy
Fuck you nigga you can keep being a dope boy
No offense to them but you could laugh up on the throne boy
Imma do her while you can do you boy
You niggas get mad cause you dated her ass in school boy
I’m a smoking jack, kiss my ass I’m immune boy
You gon' get your shit spent, pet some pussy, you are too boy
Don’t fuck with me
I’m not that type of nigga that you keep for company
But bitch I own the company
Prehistoric Crew… Nigga fuck with me
Hide your weed, hide your bitch, hide your phone
Cause when we come throoooough
(It's all (?))
I said it’s the fuck you
(P-p-p-p-patroooon)
And nigga I don’t know yooouuu
(So it’s best you go nigga)
But real shit shut the fuck up I am serious
The worst thing that you could ever do is get curious
Don’t be naive, like the grapevine, won’t hear your shit
P-H till I fucking die, you can suck my dick
We out