PASS OUT Lyrics By Quavo
(Buddha blessed this beat)
Buddha
Huncho
Go!
Woo, woo, woo, woo (Yeah)
I brought my **** to the bank
Then we cash out
I brought my bitch to the bank
Then she passed out (Bitch!)
Woo, woo, woo, woo (Yessir)
Woo, woo, yessir
I do not talk about **** out my damn mouth (No)
I pull up on you, pull the trigger, then I air it out
Woo, woo, woo, woo (Yessir)
Woo, woo, woo yessir
Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt
Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt (Huncho)
Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt
Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt
Yeah
Whip it like I can't stand it
Pull up, park and do damage (Skrrt)
Trap house to a mansion (Trap)
I put that on my granny (Grandma!)
(Grandma)
Let me see that lighter (Hey)
Fire a **** ass up, yeah
Missed his head, so I caught him in the ear
I should face-tattoo a hundred tears
All these rappers won't make disappear
In the spotlight lookin' like deers (Deer)
Especially when we pull up pressin' (Pressin')
Especially when we pull up flexin' (Flexin')
Especially when we pull up checkin' (Check 'em)
One-fifty cash on the necklace (Ice)
Young **** scrapin' them extras (Skrrt)
Movin' up blocks, no Tetris (Blocks)
Wrap 'em a lot like Texas, uh
I brought my **** to the bank
Then we cash out
I brought my bitch to the bank
Then she passed out (Bitch!)
Woo, woo, woo, woo (Yessir)
Woo, woo, yessir
I do not talk about **** out my damn mouth (No)
I pull up on you, pull the trigger, then I air it out (Uh)
Woo, woo, woo, woo (Yessir)
Woo, woo, woo yessir
Lil' mama fine as hell
But she actin' sedated (Stuck up)
I'm not Will Smith, but I'm tryna get jiggy (Fuck up)
I can show you how to make a band like Diddy
Get up out your feelings
'Fore this chopper make you dance like shiggy (21)
6God just like Drizzy (Straight up)
Shoot you in the back like Ricky (Straight up)
Seats peanut butter like Jiffy
Y'all **** rats like Mickey (Straight up)
Big women only, I'm picky (On God)
Yellow diamonds on me, they pissy (On God)
Elliot the one did all my ice
But I'm not talkin' 'bout Missy (On God)
Pick your side (Yeah)
One man army, don't need no side (Yeah)
Rolls Royce truck (Straight up)
Your bitch gettin' down on her knees inside (On God)
Y'all gotta put shit together
'Cause your money short, ****, like Yeezy slides (Broke-ass)
The Bentley truck came with 'em
I ain't even had to put no TV's inside
I brought my **** to the bank
Then we cash out
I brought my bitch to the bank
Then she passed out (Bitch!)
Woo, woo, woo, woo (Yessir)
Woo, woo, yessir
I do not talk about **** out my damn mouth (No)
I pull up on you, pull the trigger, then I air it out (Uh)
Woo, woo, woo, woo (Yessir)
Woo, woo, woo yessir
Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt
Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt
Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt
Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt-skrrt
(Yeah, hey)
Only God, I fear (God)
It's ten bricks in the leer (Bricks)
Draco came with a mirror (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
To watch my back, uh (Uh)
Heard he got whacked, huh (Huh?)
The bando back, uh
Cook it from scratch, uh (Whip)
Heard you the man now
You do the dirt with your hands, huh? (Dirt)
Even it for a little bit of change
You feel like you pickin' up cans now, uh
Satellites on the plane, think the Presi' flyin' (Go)
Beep, beep
Fuck it, dead line (Fuck it)
Took your bitch to the bank
Now her head's mine (Toppy)
If I ever have kids, inherit my bread line (Oh!)
