D.I.D Songtext
von Azizi Gibson

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