Lyrics Azizi Gibson – Last Minute Trips

Last Minute Trips Lyrics – Azizi Gibson

Singer: Azizi Gibson
Title: Last Minute Trips

Keep that burp in it to make it natural
Sound like my woman in the cut
Let me tell you some sh#t
(Holy)

You the reason why I can’t drink Casamigos
With my amigos, out in TJ with some freak hoes
Goin’ free throws with some bottles, eatin’ Cheetos
f#ck with me, socialize, I got the cheat codes

Hoes out the door, I don’t know but they with me though
Long day, long flight, I finna f#ck tonight (h#rn#)
Life’s a b#tch but I’m rich, so I’m sittin’ tight
No demise to them guys, I’m just here to glide

The game’s weak, you need a tweak, drink the cyanide
Just me and my Gs, collect the fees, if you come short then you might die
You see the steez, you smell the breeze, I’m somewhere lit drinkin’ Mai Tais
We rollin’ a tree, hand on my D, talk is cheap, it’s bye-bye

No phone on a beach, I can’t be reached, not this week, I’m on my time
We gettin’ low on you b#tches, hahaha
We gettin’ low on these n#gg#s, ah
We gettin’ low on you b#tches, hahaha

We gettin’ low on these n#gg#s, ah
Take this sh#t to the grave if I can, I’m the reaper fan
Best believe I’ma stay where I stand, I ain’t movin’ again
Give a sh#t ’bout these n#gg#s, these n#gg#s ain’t doin’ nothin’ when it come to this bread

Give a sh#t ’bout these n#gg#s, these n#gg#s ain’t doin’ nothin’ when it come to this bread (Holy)
Take this sh#t to the grave if I can, I’m the reaper fan
Best believe I’ma stay where I stand, I ain’t movin’ again
Give a sh#t ’bout these n#gg#s, these n#gg#s ain’t doin’ nothin’ when it come to this bread

Give a sh#t ’bout these n#gg#s, these n#gg#s ain’t doin’ nothin’ when it come to this bread
Fettucini
My b#tch a meanie, I’m stampin’ it
In the evening I’m stabbin’ it

I see #ss and I’m grabbin’ it
You is you, can’t compare my chick
‘Cause you know she bad as sh#t
Now look at you, mad as sh#t

Boy, you better go get a grip
I don’t do favors, you ain’t give me no health
I’m not in a neighbor, you better do it yourself
b#tch read my palm, said my life full of wealth

I heard you do songs, but they all on a shelf
I don’t do favors, you ain’t give me health
I’m not in a neighbor, you better do it yourself
b#tch read my palm, said my life full of wealth

I heard you do songs, but they all on a shelf
Liar
Holy
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