PASSTHAT! Lyrics

Fuck nigga free tomorrow cause the rilla she glo

Back in high school a nigga started selling real dope

Yesterday a bitch broke my heart, I don't know how to cope

It's cold in my body, my heart need a fucking coat

Yeah, I'm the nigga that ran off on the weak-ass plug

Yeah, I'm like MJ in the game, when I'm done hit the shrug

3.5 in my, uh, 3.5 in my wood

This shit like a fucking slug

Yeah, hit my bitch like, yeah, what we doing tonight

If my bitch offering the ass then I'ma get a bite

Oh yo type of foreplay the shit to start with a fight

Caught my opp in traffic yeah nigga it wasn't the Light

Finna grow my beard out cause I really want niggas to fear me

Why you so close to the mic? Cause I want niggas to hear me

17 racks made Tuesday, finna touch the ceiling

Banana clip in the Glock, it's finna get to peeling

Off two Oxycontins right now, I don't have no feelings

I remember back in high school, teacher used to call me Deelan

Yeah, back in the day, that shit used to hurt a little nigga feelings

Shiiiii, but we past that

Del put a 3.5 in the wood, nigga, past that

After I'm done with this lil' bitch, I'ma pass that

Nigga tryna play with me, huh, hashtag

If I'm eating something in the booth, that's a rap snack

If I hit the prostitute lil bitch, I gotta wrap that

New exotic drugs, I import that shit from Baghdad

I ain't know Jared, my mom said he a bad dad

Rolling woods wit my surfer nigga and that's Brad

30 bullets like the touch on niggas and they fags

Too many B's in the bitch, we made lil' A mad

Call up the Ocky on the phone, yeah, he a arab

Okay, okay, aight

Last night, me and my bitch, we ate rabs

Shiii, I mean we ate ribs

These niggas baby to me, these niggas need bibs

I know this tape was kinda short, but this lil' E crib

I love LeBron, but I'm chillin' in KD whip

This is Push the Gas, ride around with Tank on E-Whip

250 for the pack that Del and me flip

Ayy, run that shit back, I think the beat skip

For the right amount of money, I could make a fucking tree flip

Nigga always skip class, never need slips

X-Tendo, Mag, never need clips

She got a lot of ass, but nigga, I don't see hips

Put hella gangstas on a boat, this a G-ship

I ain't never rat on my brothers, that's some G-shit

It's my birthday, I can't even get a present, that's a cheap bitch