PASSED UP Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Ain't give me a check, used to get passed up

Bro said, I'm gon' blow

Just keep on workin', get your racks up

Strapped up

And you know we gassed up

I'm not tryna talk

Just turn around and throw that ass up

Got my cash up

I had to stack up

Lovin' when she throw it faster

And movin' backwards

Know she treat me different

Cause she know that I'm a rapper

Know I'm tryna hit after my show

Just like a batter

They like, who's that nigga, Hobbit

Is he rappin' or he singin'

But I hate that nigga

Cause he always flexin', I don't mean it

Remember, I couldn't compete

Just like Ho-D, I gotta bring it

So when I get older

Sit back and think about my achievements

Ain't nobody teach me

But my lil' brother

So I'ma teach em

Anything that's on me

Better not think about it

Ain't no reaching

I walk in and peak the scene, man

I don't really do no speakin

We put belts to ass, don't try it

Finna give your ass a beatin

Niggas switchin' up, start switchin' sides

I count that as treason

And my heart be feelin' cold

She act like she like me

But she be playin', she always teasin

If a nigga try to get me up

I'll find that I'm squeezin

And it's hard for me to trust

I feel like niggas always schemin

Niggas be deceivin

Better on my own, I really mean it

Snappin' for no reason

High as fuck, I'm feelin' like I'm dreamin

Niggas hated on me

Now I'm doin' shows in different regions

Now a nigga eatin

Got this 40, feel like Ronald Regan

Goin' up, I check my shit

They sayin' I'm blowin' up in Sweden

Thought I'd work at Chipotle

I got the sauce like Polynesian

Used to shop at Ross, but now I'm like

Go blow a bag of Neiman

Pull up in a Demon

R.E. hit my phone, said she Korean

Pull up with my nigga Kel

You would've thought my name was Keenan

I like foreign hoes, I'm talkin' in

No Nigerian or Norwegian

Hear my song, they get to twerkin

They ain't see we started tweakin

She keep lookin', she want me to get behind

And I done peeped, I don't know nothin' bout her

Only thing I know, she Puerto Rican

And I damn near fell in love

Cause she suckin' me like she teething

Went from throwin' ass

But now we in the room

And we be freakin' games

Ain't give me a chance, used to get passed up

Bro said I'm gon' blow

Just keep on workin', get your racks up

Strapped up

And you know we gassed up

I'm not tryin' to talk

Got my cash up

I had to stack up

Lovin' when she throw it faster

And movin' backwards

Know she treat me different

Cause she know that I'm a rapper

Know I'm tryna hit after my show

Just like a batter