Passion

Flip it fast, bitch you know that shit my passion
Livin' lavish, you know that shit my passion
To the bag bitch, you know I'm on a cash mission
Whip it fast, get the cash, flip the pack, do the math

Flip it fast, bitch, you know that shit my passion
Livin' lavish, you know that shit my passion
To the bag bitch, you know I'm on a cash mission
Whip it fast, get the cash, flip the pack, do the math

Thumb that cash while a nigga move them bags bitch
So much ass on the bitch, you can't imagine
I know it's new to you, to me it's only average
He wanna do like me, but he ain't got no leverage

I levitated, dropped the deuce inside my beverage
Rolled up a wood, poured up a cup, this shit my breakfast
Say she don't smoke, I had to show the bitch the exit
She think I'm trippin', this how we do this shit in Texas

Ain't no trickin' on no pussy, bitch, we reckless
Lightin' up the pressure, trappin' heavy, I need extras
I know she wanna roll with me, but I'm too lawless
Baby girl, don't waste my time, this shit is precious

Pray for me, I'm off the OG in a hot box
I ain't trippin' on no pussy, bitch, I'm gettin' guap
I ain't trippin' on no pussy, youza hot thot
Propositions gettin' paper, stayin' on top

Flip it fast, bitch you know that shit my passion
Livin' lavish, you know that shit my passion
To the bag bitch, you know I'm on a cash mission
Whip it fast, get the cash, flip the pack, do the math

Flip it fast, bitch, you know that shit my passion
Livin' lavish, you know that shit my passion
To the bag bitch, you know I'm on a cash mission
Whip it fast, get the cash, flip the pack, do the math

Oh, this shit done turned into my passion
Yeah these bitches trippin' like some acid
I treat a bad bitch like bat man and hit them back and forth
Swinging on the north, leaning on the south

WE$ on the west, keep some gold in my mouth
I'm here to keep the piece these bitches here to get some clout, kick em' out
I don't need that type of energy, I'm living till infinity
No energy for enemies, no energy for enemies

They thought I'd fall, I just grabbed the ball
Made my living raw, I'm the man, nigga fuck Sam
Nigga tryna ban niggas, I'm just tryna roll my bands up
Like bam, nigga, keep a clip tucked like Prolly

If a nigga trippin' on me, I might catch a body
If a nigga scheming on me, I might catch a body
I'm tryna stack my cash up, I'm tryna get my bands up
I'm tryna stack my cash up, I'm tryna get my bands up

Flip it fast, bitch you know that shit my passion
Livin' lavish, you know that shit my passion
To the bag bitch, you know I'm on a cash mission
Whip it fast, get the cash, flip the pack, do the math

Flip it fast, bitch, you know that shit my passion
Livin' lavish, you know that shit my passion
To the bag bitch, you know I'm on a cash mission
Whip it fast, get the cash, flip the pack, do the math



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Writer(s): Wesley Griffin, Corde Broadus
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