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No Pass
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(Yo, gyard, stop playin') (gelo, make your sh*t viral) Uh, let's do it I might pull that bag out, I'm flexin' on your a** We might leave 'em stretched out, we steppin' on your a** Oh, you thuggin' with your chest out? B*t*h, you on your a** You can't get no pa**, you can't get no pa** I got me a sack like okay, okay I ran up them racks, give a damn what you think B*t*h, I ain't come to play, you can see it in my face B*t*h, I ain't in no race, it's just me and my snakes On gang Tell me what you know about that pain and that rain I done seen a couple n***as change for that change Tell them keep the fame I'm solid, n***a, that's how I remain, f**k you think? Pockets on overload, I look like a walking bank I kicked a couple doors, I ran up a lot of stain I ran up a lot of dough 'fore I got famous I was down below and they went up, they left me hangin', I'm just sayin', yeah Put your hand down, you can't get sh*t from me Turnt up, I'm the man now, I know she miss me Honestly, I'm spendin' cash now like it ain't sh*t to me And I ain't showin' no sympathy I'ma put this sh*t in they face if they wan' mention me (Let's do it) I might pull that bag out, I'm flexin' on your a** We might leave 'em stretched out, we steppin' on your a** Oh, you thuggin' with your chest out? B*t*h, you on your a** You can't get no pa**, you can't get no pa** I got me a sack like okay, okay I ran up them racks, give a damn what you think B*t*h, I ain't come to play, you can see it in my face B*t*h, I ain't in no race, it's just me and my snakes On gang Tell me what you know about that pain and that rain I done seen a couple n***as change for that change Tell them keep the fame I'm solid, n***a, that's how I remain, f**k you think? Oh yah Young n***a beat the odds, really had it hard, now I'm livin' large Ridin' in these foreign cars, n***a, I'm a star, f**kin' foreign broads N***a, you know you wasn't here from the start So don't you come 'round, you can't get a part, on God Had to pick my head up so I can get my bread up N***a, we got fed up, you wan' get fed or what? You told 'em what was said, boy, is you fed or what? But I ain't gon' say too much, feel like I said enough I might pull that bag out, I'm flexin' on your a** We might leave 'em stretched out, we steppin' on your a** Oh, you thuggin' with your chest out? B*t*h, you on your a** You can't get no pa**, you can't get no pa** I got me a sack like okay, okay I ran up them racks, give a damn what you think B*t*h, I ain't come to play, you can see it in my face B*t*h, I ain't in no race, it's just me and my snakes On gang Tell me what you know about that pain and that rain I done seen a couple n***as change for that change Tell them keep the fame I'm solid, n***a, that's how I remain, f**k you think?
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