Pass

Yeah, I'm sliding 'round traffic got the slap out
I just want the head, don't pull your pants down
Caught him with flip, this load ain't get to back out
Brodie caught a body Manny (Pacquiao)

My n- caught a body and he loved it
I'm in traffic, I don't see n- in public
I ain't fucking with the side and they know it
Best thing that happened to you n-s is unemployment

Bitch, I get it poppin' ain't worried about no nigga
Bitch, I keep stick, you the type to go get popped on the defense
Snake fuck around and pop the homie if he sneak diss
Bitch, we trying to slide like its Reese's
Bitch, I need a fee I ain't Mr. Fuck for free, bitch

And I want a boring girl, I need a freak bitch
Any n- got it coming to 'em if they sneak diss
N- want to play, well okay, n- peep this
From the south to the north, we going to keep sticks
My lawyer said, I don't know, you might not beat this

Show them boys Vegans, bitch, you on that beef shit
Had a K behind the name, you better mean it
I ain't trying to fuck ya bitch, call her, tell her pull up so she can eat it
But you stupid, going past the pole, you ain't go shoot it
Catch him off the Xans kill him sleeping Freddie Krueger
All these boy squares, y'all remind me of a Rubiks
Bitch, pay me for my time I ain't trying to touch no couter

I don't want to love you, just want to fuck and get an Uber
I've been through hell and back, but I'm still learning how to maneuver
Stop playing with that man
You won't go to heaven if you think that I ain't that
If I go to jail and I come out, don't send me back

It's like when you're doing good, the bad always interact, ah
I ain't turning nothing down, I'ma react
You fucked it up dawg, I gave everybody a pass
You coming into mines, so I ain't about to let you pass
You coming into mines, so I ain't about to let you pass

Aye, ay-yeah-yeah



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Writer(s): Hamish John Muir, Mbnel Mbnel, Moneysign Suede
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