โหลดเพลง mp3 PASS OUT - Quavo

PASS OUT (Explicit) - Quavo/21 Savage
Lyricis by：Buddah Bless/Quavo/21 Savage
Composed by：Buddah Bless/Quavo/21 Savage
Produced by：Buddah Bless
Quavo：
22 million dollars in cash left on the street
The boy who picked up the cash Went on a mission
It's the most money I've ever felt or touched
Buddah Huncho go
Woo woo woo woo
I brought my n***as to the bank then we cashed out
I brought my b***h to the bank then she passed out
Woo woo woo yes sir
Woo woo yes sir
I do not talk about n***as out my d**n mouth
I pull up on you pull the trigger then I air it out
Woo woo woo yes sir
Woo woo woo woo yes sir
Skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr
Skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr
Yeah whip it like I can't stand it
Pull up park and do damage
Trap house to a mansion
I put that on my granny
Grandma yeah
Grandma
Let me see that lighter
Fire a n***a a*s up yerr
Missed his head so I caught him in the ear
I should face tattoo a hundred tears
All these rappers wanna make disappear
In the spotlight lookin' like deers
'Specially when we pull up pressin'
'Specially when we pull up flexin'
'Specially when we pull up checkin'
150 cash on a necklace
Young n***a scrapin' them extras
Movin' 'em blocks no Tetris
Wrap 'em a lot like Texas
I brought my n***as to the bank then we cashed out
I brought my b***h to the bank then she passed out
Woo woo woo yes sir
Woo woo yes sir
I do not talk about n***as out my d**n mouth
I pull up on you pull the trigger then I air it out
Woo woo woo yes sir
Woo woo woo woo yes sir
21 Savage：
Lil' mama fine as hell but she actin' saditty
I'm not Will Smith but I'm tryna get jiggy
I can show you how to make a band like Diddy
Get up out yo' feelings 'fore this choppa make you dance like Shiggy
6 God just like Drizzy
Shoot you in the back like Ricky
Seats peanut butter like Jiffy
Y'all n***as rats like Mickey
Thick women only I'm picky
Yellow diamonds on me they pissy
Elliot the one did all my ice but I'm not talkin' bout Missy
Pick your side
One man army don't need no side
Rolls-Royce truck
Your b***h gettin' down on her knees inside
Y'all gotta put s**t together 'cause your money short n***a like Yeezy slides
The Bentley truck came with them I ain't even have to put no TVs inside
Quavo：
I brought my n***as to the bank then we cashed out
I brought my b***h to the bank then she passed out
Woo woo woo yes sir
Woo woo yes sir
I do not talk about n***as out my d**n mouth
I pull up on you pull the trigger then I air it out
Woo woo woo yes sir
Woo woo woo woo yes sir
Skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr
Skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr
Yeah hey Only God I fear
It's ten bricks in the Lear
Draco came with a mirror
To watch my back
Heard he got whacked
The bando back
Cookin' from scratch
Heard you the man now
You do the dirt with your hands huh
Get it for a lil' bit of change feel like you pickin' up cans now
Satellites on the plane think the prezi flyin'
Beep beep F**k it dead line
Took your b***h to the bank now her head's mine
If I ever have kids inherit my bread line