D.I.D

Ohh my God, did you just like, call Azizi? Holy The fuck are you doing that nigga is gonna think you tryna give him some Pussy Niggas can't compete with me if they work a 9 to 5 Just hope that they all die, I'm the first to smell a lie Tell my bitch bye, just to tell my old hi (hey) All my niggas ride, otherwise you hearing lies She must be God if I hit the jump right Give my ex a call when I been on my heart (hello) But that ain't gon' happen' cause she know I'm such a dog Imma sign a photo, bumble, see what's going on Damn, you swear that you the man (I am) You on her only fans, I look at her through my cam God damn Oh, okay, this shit ain't even feelin' real (no, no) Anything my niggas want I got (haha) This shit ain't even feelin' real Anything my bitch wants I got Okay, are you niggas really gettin' paper? (Yeah, nope nope nope) Are you niggas really in the majors? I think not You You won't make it to the top I'm waiting until your shit drop Until you flood You can lick my damn cock You can't compete with me if you work a 9 to 5 I know you think you sly But you just changed your disguise And came with different guys Man you must be out your mind Don't you step on mine You gonn blow up from my mind Make your bitch smile Then in the night I'm gone When she wake up, she'll be like uh If she got pipes, she gon' fuck and make a song I'ma put it on 'cause it's 'bout moi (Aye, This song is 'bout me, shut the fuck up) Yeah that's me, big T with the big ass D Big Chief in a big ass blunt With your bitch nigga that's what's up This shit ain't even feelin' real Anything my niggas want I got (wake me up) This shit ain't even feelin' real (ain't even feelin' real) Anything my bitch want I got Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't fuck with you if I don't know you, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah This shit ain't even feelin' real Anything my niggas want I got