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Azizi Gibson

Genres: Hip-Hop

Like Macgyver Lyrics - Azizi Gibson

[Chorus: Alex Wiley & Azizi Gibson] 

I'm so fuckin' sick and tired 

I get in and out the jam like MacGyver 

Yeah that chopper turn a fitted to a visor 

Don't ask me bitch, I'm not your supervisor 

We don't give a fuck, yeah you suck, that shit ain't enough 

You will waste your nut and we clutch finna pull up 

We cannot be touched, what's the fuss we so merciless 

Yeah you think you hot, nigga (fuck you) 

 

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[Verse 1: Azizi Gibson] 

Man you different (duh) 

A nigga needs his distance (get away) 

Yeah he was cool before now you lookin' like some bitches 

Yeah it's just me and my dog and we lookin' like Tintin 

I get in a world of science boutta open a dimension 

God damn 

'Cause y'all idolize hoes, with your eyes closed 

Elevation set the low 

How the fuck we get here? 

Bust a nut in your left ear so you know why we came here 

Yup, know I gotta make my name here 

Boutta change the name of all the damn reindeer 

Have a holiday boutta celebrate every year 

No fighting games but you know your boy top tier 

Ooh, for the rush 

Sorry fool I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck) 

Who are you if you don't know us? 

It's [?] no one trusts 

 

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[Chorus: Alex Wiley & Azizi Gibson] 

I'm so fuckin' sick and tired 

I get in and out the jam like MacGyver 

Yeah that chopper turn a fitted to a visor 

Don't ask me bitch, I'm not your supervisor 

We don't give a fuck, yeah you suck, that shit ain't enough 

You will waste your nut and we clutch finna pull up 

We cannot be touched, what's the fuss we so merciless 

You think you hot, nigga (what?) 

 

[Verse 2: Alex Wiley] 

Rollin' a blunt on the highway 

Oh did I mention it's my strain 

I ain't got time for the mind games 

Givin' me brain like a migraine 

You can look but you can't find me 

You niggas never define me 

I knew that I had it since 9 [?] 

It was your time and your times change 

I lace up my boots and then I excel, might as well 

Servin' that shit to my clientele, might as well 

We all a product of try and fail 

I got the dope it's a fire sale 

I hit the booth and leave fire trails 

I got that shit that make iron melt 

Tryna get Richie is Lionel 

Rollin' my [?] and fuck how you feel 

I'm from Chicago it's been a drill 

I got some niggas still in the field, like the NFL 

Yo new shit sound like a Benadryl 

Yo girl hit me like, when we finna chill? 

She kinda annoying, I hit it still 

They said I would fail but I didn't still 

And now I'm caught up in a whirlwind 

Go to sleep and wonder where the world went 

If they on the path then I encourage them 

We just out here young and fuckin' flourishing 

Never been too proud to be American 

But I guess it suits me 'cause I'm arrogant 

Take your knee out like you Nancy Kerrigan 

Gave a fuck before, I never care again, never care again 

 

[Chorus: Alex Wiley & Azizi Gibson] 

I'm so fuckin' sick and tired 

I get in and out the jam like MacGyver 

Yeah that chopper turn a fitted to a visor 

Don't ask me bitch, I'm not your supervisor 

We don't give a fuck, yeah you suck, that shit ain't enough 

You will waste your nut and we clutch finna pull up 

We cannot be touched, what's the fuss we so merciless 

You think you hot, nigga (what?) 

 

[Verse 3: Mick Jenkins] 

Aye, y'all so fucking woke, still coppin' dimes 

Boy, I know that you don't want no smoke 

No nine for real 

Crack a seal we can take it slow, take a smoke 

Ain't no deuces nigga, this an invitational 

They killin' niggas and they appetite is insatiable 

We build up like Mason's do 

Penny brick and mortar, plenty Rick and Morty references 

I know my dick is shorter in a parallel universe where little dicks are More attractive than skin is important 

I'm more proactive when things start to get bumpy anyway 

They lump me in with conscious rappers 

But I'm so much more than a preacher 

Writer, teacher, learn to see the real 

Don't fall into the feature film trappin' 

Know that niggas will act regardless, I'm hardly heartless 

The passion is hardy and Euro steppin' like Harden 

Flippin' through chapters of passport papers 

Boarding charter boats and altered suits or author quotes like 

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