IM PASS THAT (feat. Novatron & Red Boi)

I was gon' kill them lil' niggas but I'm past that Tried to do the dash in the whip, almost crashed that Posted in the trap with a pack, that's the hashtag Pushin' off these P's, I can't sell you this last bag She a thot, she gon' drop it, try to shake it to the beat Won't smoke, told a nigga we could take it to the street I'ma get it back in motion in a week No hope if a nigga think he fuckin' with me sleep Yeah, niggas sleepin' on me, yeah, they snoozin Bad bitch with me, she look like a Cuban Slow motion, need to keep it movin trapped with a pack in the back, I was foolin You could die for your pride, what you proven She a thot, let her ass, keep it movin Lot of cash in this dash, got to lose it I'm a bag, I'm addicted to the music I was Gon' kill them lil' niggas but I'm past that Tried to do the dash in the whip, almost crashed that Posted in the trap with a pack, that's the hashtag Pushin' off the P's, I can't save this last bag She a thot, she gon' drop it, try to shake it to the beat Won't smoke, told a nigga we could take it to the street I'ma get it back in motion in a week No hope if a nigga think he fuckin' with me sleek Uh, bout to turn you pussy niggas lights out We gon' bring the bitches and the ice out Let the bitch drive cause I'm with her Let her baby daddy watch the kids She just wanna ride with a winner She just wanna ride with the kid I just feel high when I'm with her Plus she let me climb on her wig I was Gon' kill them lil' niggas but I'm past that Tried to do the dash and the whip, almost crashed that Posted in the trap with a pack, that's the hashtag Pushin' off the P's, I can't sell you this last bag She a thot, she gon' drop it, try to shake it to the beat Won't smoke, told a nigga we could take it to the street I'ma get it back in motion in a week No hope if a nigga think he fuckin' with me sleek I was gon' step on them niggas but I stepped over'em Make your boss step down, nigga, when I step up Like I serpentine belt, he done slept up Look over your shoulder, honey, don't get slept cuz TLC, we gon' creep, creep, creep Lights low, don't say a little bow peep I'm a wolf and you know what we do to sheep And I need a lil' bitty freak, freak, freak And she wanna eat, eat, eat, eat, eat Michael Jackson, Billie Jean, bitch, he, he, he Slide down on a nigga, pull his dick out my jeans No diddy, nigga, I don't wanna sign to puffy I be gettin' to the bag, no duffle And I got that footwork, all shuffle And I flip another P, all hustle And I pushed the whole thing and I got it off the muscle I was gon' kill them lil' niggas but I'm past that Tried to do the dash and the whip, almost crashed that Posted in the trap with a pack, that's the hashtag Pushin' off the Ps I can't sell you this last bag She a thot, she gon' drop it, try to shake it to the beat Won't smoke, told a nigga we could take it to the street I'ma get it back in motion in a week No hoe ever nigga think he fuckin' with me sleep