Pass it
Pass the blunt
Pass it up
F*ck
F*ck it up
I'm done with you
Huh
Talkin shit
Get lit up
Huh
Die
Die
I said die
I'm gon pull the trigger
Ima leave you on the sidewalk
I could give a f*ck about that bitch
She not my type
All my windows tinted when we pull up to the hotspot
F*ck it we gon hot box
Smoking on my dead ops
Spent a quarter milly on this chain we ain't locked up
We ride around yo motherf*cking city in this copter
They thought it was funny when he died so we dropped him
If you wanna see your homies fly then keep talkin
What the move
I said what's the move
Do we pull out and shoot him too
Leave him dead like on a noose
F*ck
I'm gon get your nina
Tell the hoe that you won't see her
Delete ya
Bands stack it up so high i can't see ya
All this purple in my cup it look like frieza
Uh you wanna talk about all of the people you f*cked
But
I wanna talk all of the people i fought
Uh
She said you beat her so i gotta back her ass up
Yeah
I beat his ass while i'm smoking on drugs
I trust what i do so i put my bread in it
Shit was a gamble but that shit been doubling
I seen the zeros and now i'm in love with it
I put my trust in a bitch
Huh Huh
I can't do it again cause trust just don't exist
Diamonds round my neck i'm feeling froze a-bit
Huh Huh
How the the f*ck you loving on a girl that don't exist
I got all these problems and money not a fix
F*cking on yo bitch
Diamonds round my neck and fifty thousand on my wrist
I said die
I'm gon pull the trigger
Ima leave you on the sidewalk
I could give a f*ck about that bitch
She not my type
All my windows tinted when we pull up to the hotspot
F*ck it we gon hot box
Smoking on my dead ops
Spent a quarter milly on this chain we ain't locked up
We ride around yo motherf*cking city in this copter
They thought it was funny when he died so we dropped him
If you wanna see your homies fly then keep talkin
What the move
I said what's the move
Do we pull out and shoot him too
Leave him dead like on a noose
F*ck
I'm gon get your nina
Tell the hoe that you won't see her
Delete ya
Bands stack it up so high i can't see ya
All this purple in my cup it look like frieza
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Pass it
Pass the blunt
Pass it up
F*ck
F*ck it up
I'm done with you
Huh
Talkin shit
Get lit up
Huh
Die
Die
I said die
I'm gon pull the trigger
Ima leave you on the sidewalk
I could give a f*ck about that bitch
She not my type
All my windows tinted when we pull up to the hotspot
F*ck it we gon hot box
Smoking on my dead ops
Spent a quarter milly on this chain we ain't locked up
We ride around yo motherf*cking city in this copter
They thought it was funny when he died so we dropped him
If you wanna see your homies fly then keep talkin
What the move
I said what's the move
Do we pull out and shoot him too
Leave him dead like on a noose
F*ck
I'm gon get your nina
Tell the hoe that you won't see her
Delete ya
Bands stack it up so high i can't see ya
All this purple in my cup it look like frieza
Uh you wanna talk about all of the people you f*cked
But
I wanna talk all of the people i fought
Uh
She said you beat her so i gotta back her ass up
Yeah
I beat his ass while i'm smoking on drugs
I trust what i do so i put my bread in it
Shit was a gamble but that shit been doubling
I seen the zeros and now i'm in love with it
I put my trust in a bitch
Huh Huh
I can't do it again cause trust just don't exist
Diamonds round my neck i'm feeling froze a-bit
Huh Huh
How the the f*ck you loving on a girl that don't exist
I got all these problems and money not a fix
F*cking on yo bitch
Diamonds round my neck and fifty thousand on my wrist
I said die
I'm gon pull the trigger
Ima leave you on the sidewalk
I could give a f*ck about that bitch
She not my type
All my windows tinted when we pull up to the hotspot
F*ck it we gon hot box
Smoking on my dead ops
Spent a quarter milly on this chain we ain't locked up
We ride around yo motherf*cking city in this copter
They thought it was funny when he died so we dropped him
If you wanna see your homies fly then keep talkin
What the move
I said what's the move
Do we pull out and shoot him too
Leave him dead like on a noose
F*ck
I'm gon get your nina
Tell the hoe that you won't see her
Delete ya
Bands stack it up so high i can't see ya
All this purple in my cup it look like frieza
Pass the blunt
Pass it up
F*ck
F*ck it up
I'm done with you
Huh
Talkin shit
Get lit up
Huh
Die
Die
I said die
I'm gon pull the trigger
Ima leave you on the sidewalk
I could give a f*ck about that bitch
She not my type
All my windows tinted when we pull up to the hotspot
F*ck it we gon hot box
Smoking on my dead ops
Spent a quarter milly on this chain we ain't locked up
We ride around yo motherf*cking city in this copter
They thought it was funny when he died so we dropped him
If you wanna see your homies fly then keep talkin
What the move
I said what's the move
Do we pull out and shoot him too
Leave him dead like on a noose
F*ck
I'm gon get your nina
Tell the hoe that you won't see her
Delete ya
Bands stack it up so high i can't see ya
All this purple in my cup it look like frieza
Uh you wanna talk about all of the people you f*cked
But
I wanna talk all of the people i fought
Uh
She said you beat her so i gotta back her ass up
Yeah
I beat his ass while i'm smoking on drugs
I trust what i do so i put my bread in it
Shit was a gamble but that shit been doubling
I seen the zeros and now i'm in love with it
I put my trust in a bitch
Huh Huh
I can't do it again cause trust just don't exist
Diamonds round my neck i'm feeling froze a-bit
Huh Huh
How the the f*ck you loving on a girl that don't exist
I got all these problems and money not a fix
F*cking on yo bitch
Diamonds round my neck and fifty thousand on my wrist
I said die
I'm gon pull the trigger
Ima leave you on the sidewalk
I could give a f*ck about that bitch
She not my type
All my windows tinted when we pull up to the hotspot
F*ck it we gon hot box
Smoking on my dead ops
Spent a quarter milly on this chain we ain't locked up
We ride around yo motherf*cking city in this copter
They thought it was funny when he died so we dropped him
If you wanna see your homies fly then keep talkin
What the move
I said what's the move
Do we pull out and shoot him too
Leave him dead like on a noose
F*ck
I'm gon get your nina
Tell the hoe that you won't see her
Delete ya
Bands stack it up so high i can't see ya
All this purple in my cup it look like frieza
Writer: dylan neill
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