Pass (feat. Jay.)
Fuck it, I'ma just go
I be on go
'Til no more gas in the tank
Baby I'm spazzing just pass me the dank
General Captain I'm passin' my ranks
Bursting with passion I'm packing the flame
Folding you up then I pack the remains
It's a fact never cap in my raps that's a shame
Daylon and jay. be the best in the game
And if you disagree
Then in peace you will lay
Leave you in pieces
A piece of my pie
You will never receive it
I'm making the cake
After you pass I'ma clap at your wake
Don't come in last I'm too fast
And you're dragging your feet
Now I'm passing you
Pick up the pace
I could relax
And I'd still win the race
Pass me the dank
Pass me the drank
I need a break so I pass it to jay
Who you think you talking to
I'm a big dog nigga
No Marmaduke
You a pup lil nigga
Chihuahua, Poodle
Had the juice since the days of ooVoo
Been the truth back when A. I. shoot hoops
Riding round town in droptop, no roof
Better than me? Boy you must have screws loose
Been the dude dawg, I thought that you knew
If you don't
Then your girl might
You wan' fight
Then it's on sight
Lemme stop that
I'm capping
Only use hands for romancing
Making beats and when I'm dancing
Making music makes me happy
You so angry, so I'm laughing
Get over it, understand me
I be on go
'Til no more gas in the tank
Baby I'm spazzing just pass me the dank
General Captain I'm passin' my ranks
Bursting with passion I'm packing the flame
Folding you up then I pack the remains
It's a fact never cap in my raps that's a shame
Daylon and jay. be the best in the game
And if you disagree
Then in peace you will lay
Leave you in pieces
A piece of my pie
You will never receive it
I'm making the cake
After you pass I'ma clap at your wake
Don't come in last I'm too fast
And you're dragging your feet
Now I'm passing you
Pick up the pace
I could relax
And I'd still win the race
Pass me the dank
Pass me the drank
I need a break so I pass it to jay
Who you think you talking to
I'm a big dog nigga
No Marmaduke
You a pup lil nigga
Chihuahua, Poodle
Had the juice since the days of ooVoo
Been the truth back when A. I. shoot hoops
Riding round town in droptop, no roof
Better than me? Boy you must have screws loose
Been the dude dawg, I thought that you knew
If you don't
Then your girl might
You wan' fight
Then it's on sight
Lemme stop that
I'm capping
Only use hands for romancing
Making beats and when I'm dancing
Making music makes me happy
You so angry, so I'm laughing
Get over it, understand me
Credits
Writer(s): Daylon Munoz
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