Pass That Lyrics

Hey my homie won't you pass that shit. Pass that shit, right over here

Hey my homie won't you pass that shit. Pass that shit, right over here

Hey my homie won't you pass that shit. Pass that shit, right over here

Hey my homie won't you pass that shit. Pass that shit, right over here

All about the magical. All around imaginable

Just think of the glass as half full, in a pool break rhythm in two with slick moves

Hit you with smoke and all. When enter the room, the flow demand, yeah

Kick grooves like a Partizan, I feel it hidden in ya body hun, alike Mardi Gras

Hold me back. I put the business in my pocket never holding back

Ya bones collapse, like on ya back, a rhino, with full size attack, with a bomber bat

Like bomber man I bomb ya head. Funk rhythm with a party hat, running on the map

I'm a thunder cat, put ya tongue on tha, cold glass just poor one more and pass it

Or get ya ass kicked, I flip the magic, the script I adjust

And hit the static. Hate I have it and translate my frustrations with flow hits

Cold bits in my mouth I feel them, wheel them in and heal them, they heal me

Funk lines on the tape so freely. Drunk drive on the lane keep wielding

All up in the mind like daydreams. Roll up in a blunt we stay here

Pull up with a bat now face it. Frustration of a nation

So stumble on the amazing. Deep state like Gandhi and run the

Engine like a locomotive, ah, we keep on blazing, so

Hey my homie won't you pass that shit. Pass that shit, right over here

Hey my homie won't you pass that shit. Pass that shit, right over here

Hey my homie won't you pass that shit. Pass that shit, right over here

Hey my homie won't you pass that shit. Pass that shit, right over here

Pass this like an open mic. Fat shift when I hold it tight

Flash bang cuz I give ya now the rhythm make ya move an arm

And feeling dizzy while ya getting busy

Centre piece up on the stage, when I give rage, then I get range

Come and explain, why we on chain, why we on lane, loving the pain

Numb another brain on the vane with a template

Come and nod ya head in the scene for the mind stake

In the battle raw with a pen make a crime rate

Switch ways on the floor where the blood lay

Get blinded by the lights and excite. Damage ears with speakers on right

Smell the scent of liquor all night.Tell them tales in rhythm on sight

Now smoke exhale on skin it feel right. See the crowd is rising like fight

Hear the chants and pull it off right. The tempo on hyped like a Partizan

Shoot bars in ya bloody face, tem pa in the race, kick haters in the face

Slingshot like I'm blowing smoke, Dra gan, stay full of soul, control

Hit em with a wave, hidden in the bass. Melt together to slick shots in rain

Bend the stage with full flames. Run the puns in tha brain, like going insane

Hit it with purpose, searching, deep in the self it's working, worth it, flirt with

These tunes be lurking. Pass it over no aversion

Hey my homie won't you pass that shit. Pass that shit, right over here

Hey my homie won't you pass that shit. Pass that shit, right over here

Hey my homie won't you pass that shit. Pass that shit, right over here

Hey my homie won't you pass that shit. Pass that shit, right over here