lil uzi vert & playboi carti - pass it lyrics
[chorus: playboi carti]
i don’t know what the opps be thinkin’ but i was up right here
top floor, i’m on top of the buildin’, b+tch i got all these rounds (okay)
i play with that tec, pull it out on his neck
n+ggas be wantin’ that war sh+t ‘til you pull up like a bat
[verse 1: playboi carti]
i got them ak’s, i got them sticks, yeah, automatic (wee)
we spin like beyblades, doin’ that sh+t, that’s no cappin’ (okay, yeah)
i’m really on this fashion, my glocks matchin’ (okay, okay)
i’ma let the b+tch have it, pull up in traffic (yeah)
[chorus: playboi carti]
i don’t know what the opps be thinkin’ but i was up right here
top floor, i’m on top of the buildin’, b+tch i got all these rounds (okay)
i play with that tec, pull it out on his neck
n+ggas be wantin’ that war sh+t ‘til you pull up like a bat
[verse 2: playboi carti]
i get so ratchet, i’m geeked like a lady (yeah, yeah)
she ain’t used to my lingo, i’ma make the b+tch beg it
two cup my styrofoam, my b+tch is magic (yeah)
lamb truck, i crashed it, i was too busy blastin’ (du, du, de)
i was too busy havin’, count it up, i’ma have it (too busy, yeah)
rick owens, i have it, cdg i’m havin’ (yeah, yeah, yeah)
seen the b+tch and i grabbed it, he wants the static
i got a bad b+tch, honey bun in my mattress (yeah)
have you cuffed, you’re a bachelor, went shoppin’ at bachelor
got hermes seats, yeah, in a all white aston (yeah)
how you feelin’ bout iggy? i don’t know why i’m askin’ (slatt)
i’m a rich ass b+st+rd, get hit then we pass it
[chorus: playboi carti]
i don’t know what the opps be thinkin’ but i was up right here
top floor, i’m on top of the buildin’, b+tch i got all these rounds (okay)
i play with that tec, pull it out on his neck
n+ggas be wantin’ that war sh+t ‘til you pull up like a bat
[verse 2: lil uzi vert]
i don’t know what the opps be thinkin’ but all my bloods right here
stackin’ up to the top of the buildin’ ‘til the money fall down the stairs
n+gga said that he lookin’ for me, i’m lookin’ back just like, “where?”
i’ma rich ass b+st+rd with none of my status
me and carti, yeah, we up in the party, we lit just like a flare
ooh, that’s yo’ new boo (ha)
ooh, no, she not new
we know the opps, they gon’ shoot
16, 29 be the crew
double up, 16 coupés
money, that be the root
[chorus: playboi carti]
i don’t know what the opps be thinkin’ but i was up right here
top floor, i’m on top of the buildin’, b+tch i got all these rounds (okay)
i play with that tec, pull it out on his neck
n+ggas be wantin’ that war sh+t ‘til you pull up like a bat
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