Pass Em'
Long live the fucking guys
Uh' uh' uh'
Uh' uh'
I remember Ian have shit down bad I was on my dick
Hit da' trap you was hitting licks if I see your bitch then she getting fucked
We get dem' bowls in then they gettin' flushed
So many knots in my pockets my shits Rey' bust
Got fifty shots Ian doing no tussling
Bro got the switch we ain't doing no wrestling
Better get off ya' ass boy you better start trapping
Opps' keep tryn' race man I overlapped em'
Only time I'm ona' porch when I'm waiting for a package
My plug be showing me love keep throwing me backends
Won't cuff a hoe throw her too bro we pass em'
He acting tough get turnt' straight into ashes
Ina' field this shit get real boy you better keep ya' steel
I call up Ace he bound too blast it
Get money I love too stack it
Niggas be hoes man niggas be faggots Ian tryn' argue where my cash
Man just this summer ran thru' like 100 bowls nigga
Don't fuck with lows nigga
How the fuck you chasing wreck and you ain't got a fuckin pole nigga
Man that shit fucking dumb
If you ain't sliding you better provide
When I loss my nigga Nell I swear too god I couldn't cry
I miss my nigga Foopgs used too pour up four and get fried
I seen that shit up Ona' camera I had too watch bro die
But you know he took em' with em'
My bro had a Glock 17 you know he kept it with him
Foop died in that trap but man you know he had too stand on business
I'm tryn' fucking get it I promise they ain't fucking with me
We ain't the same we way different my bro gon' bang like Blake Griffin
I'm chasin' this money ain't worried bout' bitches
Got this nice ass bitch all on my dick and Ian even tryn fucking hit it
I remember Ian have shit down bad I was on my dick
Hit da' trap you was hitting licks if I see your bitch then she getting fucked
We get dem' bowls in then they gettin' flushed
So many knots in my pockets my shits Rey' bust
Got fifty shots Ian doing no tussling
Bro got the switch we ain't doing no wrestling
Better get off ya' ass boy you better start trapping
Opps' keep tryn' race man I overlapped em'
Only time I'm ona' porch when I'm waiting for a package
My plug be showing me love keep throwing me backends
Won't cuff a hoe throw her to bro we pass em'
He acting tough get turnt' straight into ashes
(Into them ashes)
Uh' long live the fucking guys (uh)
Ten toes Ina' trap tryn' get this shit off
I was leaving high school too go fuck with the dog
Man I was getting cash wasn't tryn' play ball
Walking in high school my shoes had costed a fucking grand nigga
Nah Ian fucking capping
Walking Ina' hallway fly asl' I had on chain reactions
Since a young nigga I been having fashion
All the teachers knew I was fucking trapping
Boy you betta' hop Ina' V keep beating ya' feet you out here fucking lackin'
What you think this shit sweet?
If you out in these streets man you betta' grab a Glock
Boy you betta' have over 30 shots
Ian got no opps' just got fans just flushed it all I'm outta' stock
Waiting on a load too fucking land got drums just like a fucking band
I just took this lil bitch on a date now she think I'm her fucking man
Man I'm just having fun
Ten toes Ina' trap was flipping packs until I seen the sun
Lil' boy you betta' grab a blick
Want a nice lil' bitch that's on her shit
Fuck the cops cause they stay on dick
These hating ass niggas ain't on shit
I remember Ian have shit down bad I was on my dick
Hit da' trap you was hitting licks if I see your bitch then she getting fucked
We get dem' bowls in then they gettin' flushed
So many knots in my pockets my shits Rey' bust
Got fifty shots Ian doing no tussling
Bro got the switch we ain't doing no wrestling
Better get off ya' ass boy you better start trapping
Opps' keep tryn' race man I overlapped em'
Only time I'm ona' porch when I'm waiting for a package
My plug be showing me love keep throwing me backends
Won't cuff a hoe throw her too bro we pass em'
He acting tough get turnt' straight into ashes (Into them ashes)
Uh' uh' uh'
Uh' uh'
I remember Ian have shit down bad I was on my dick
Hit da' trap you was hitting licks if I see your bitch then she getting fucked
We get dem' bowls in then they gettin' flushed
So many knots in my pockets my shits Rey' bust
Got fifty shots Ian doing no tussling
Bro got the switch we ain't doing no wrestling
Better get off ya' ass boy you better start trapping
Opps' keep tryn' race man I overlapped em'
Only time I'm ona' porch when I'm waiting for a package
My plug be showing me love keep throwing me backends
Won't cuff a hoe throw her too bro we pass em'
He acting tough get turnt' straight into ashes
Ina' field this shit get real boy you better keep ya' steel
I call up Ace he bound too blast it
Get money I love too stack it
Niggas be hoes man niggas be faggots Ian tryn' argue where my cash
Man just this summer ran thru' like 100 bowls nigga
Don't fuck with lows nigga
How the fuck you chasing wreck and you ain't got a fuckin pole nigga
Man that shit fucking dumb
If you ain't sliding you better provide
When I loss my nigga Nell I swear too god I couldn't cry
I miss my nigga Foopgs used too pour up four and get fried
I seen that shit up Ona' camera I had too watch bro die
But you know he took em' with em'
My bro had a Glock 17 you know he kept it with him
Foop died in that trap but man you know he had too stand on business
I'm tryn' fucking get it I promise they ain't fucking with me
We ain't the same we way different my bro gon' bang like Blake Griffin
I'm chasin' this money ain't worried bout' bitches
Got this nice ass bitch all on my dick and Ian even tryn fucking hit it
I remember Ian have shit down bad I was on my dick
Hit da' trap you was hitting licks if I see your bitch then she getting fucked
We get dem' bowls in then they gettin' flushed
So many knots in my pockets my shits Rey' bust
Got fifty shots Ian doing no tussling
Bro got the switch we ain't doing no wrestling
Better get off ya' ass boy you better start trapping
Opps' keep tryn' race man I overlapped em'
Only time I'm ona' porch when I'm waiting for a package
My plug be showing me love keep throwing me backends
Won't cuff a hoe throw her to bro we pass em'
He acting tough get turnt' straight into ashes
(Into them ashes)
Uh' long live the fucking guys (uh)
Ten toes Ina' trap tryn' get this shit off
I was leaving high school too go fuck with the dog
Man I was getting cash wasn't tryn' play ball
Walking in high school my shoes had costed a fucking grand nigga
Nah Ian fucking capping
Walking Ina' hallway fly asl' I had on chain reactions
Since a young nigga I been having fashion
All the teachers knew I was fucking trapping
Boy you betta' hop Ina' V keep beating ya' feet you out here fucking lackin'
What you think this shit sweet?
If you out in these streets man you betta' grab a Glock
Boy you betta' have over 30 shots
Ian got no opps' just got fans just flushed it all I'm outta' stock
Waiting on a load too fucking land got drums just like a fucking band
I just took this lil bitch on a date now she think I'm her fucking man
Man I'm just having fun
Ten toes Ina' trap was flipping packs until I seen the sun
Lil' boy you betta' grab a blick
Want a nice lil' bitch that's on her shit
Fuck the cops cause they stay on dick
These hating ass niggas ain't on shit
I remember Ian have shit down bad I was on my dick
Hit da' trap you was hitting licks if I see your bitch then she getting fucked
We get dem' bowls in then they gettin' flushed
So many knots in my pockets my shits Rey' bust
Got fifty shots Ian doing no tussling
Bro got the switch we ain't doing no wrestling
Better get off ya' ass boy you better start trapping
Opps' keep tryn' race man I overlapped em'
Only time I'm ona' porch when I'm waiting for a package
My plug be showing me love keep throwing me backends
Won't cuff a hoe throw her too bro we pass em'
He acting tough get turnt' straight into ashes (Into them ashes)
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Writer(s): Juany Gambino
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