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yeat - passed dat lyrics

[chorus]
hold up, b+tch (d+mn), hold up, b+tch, yeah, hold up
walkin’ round city, i keep me a bl!ck (hold up, b+tch)
walkin’ ’round city, i step on the beat, yeah, i’m leavin’ a sh+t, hold up
look at us wrong and we empty the clip (hold up, b+tch)
all of my dogs, my twizzy, my squizzy might k!ll ya
walked ’round this b+tch and i notice this b+tch started looking familiar, hold up
boot up lil’ b+tch in the sky, yeah, they call me amelia
swervin’ and dabbin’ a three+hundred+thousand+dollar car, i never could feel you (never could feel you)
how much money could i make in a week? yeah, a million (hold up, b+tch)
how much money could i make in my sleep? yeah, a billion (a billion)
if you think that you gon’ get my money, lil’ b+tch, you gon’ come meet the gremlins
i’m finna make all these percs legal, b+tch, yeah, the thirtiеth amendment
yeah, thе thirtieth amendment

[verse]
ride ’round this b+tch, yeah, my money so tall, yeah, my money so tall, yeah, my money so mammoth (bnyx)
all of this sh+t that i’m doing, you never could know, look, you wouldn’t understand it
every song that i be makin’, that motherf+cker hard, yeah, it’s harder than granite
all it gon’ take is a bullet, you die, don’t take it for granted
leave off the motherf+ckin’ earth, leave off the earth, yeah, i’m leavin’ the planet
swervin’ and dabbin’ the whip, yeah, i ran up the curb, ran up the curb and i’m groundin’
no, you can’t get over there, you can’t get over here, pull up and gettin’ abandoned
i went and got me ten m’s in a month, lil’ b+tch, i just made this sh+t happen

[chorus]
hold up, b+tch, yeah, hold up
walkin’ round city, i keep me a bl!ck (hold up, b+tch)
walkin’ ’round city, i step on the beat, yeah, i’m leavin’ a sh+t (hold up, b+tch, hold up)
look at us wrong and we empty the clip (hold up, b+tch)
all of my dogs, my twizzy, my squizzy might k!ll ya (hold up, b+tch)
walked ’round this b+tch and i notice this b+tch started looking familiar, hold up
boot up lil’ b+tch in the sky, yeah, they call me amelia
swervin’ and dabbin’ a three+hundred+thousand+dollar car, i never could feel you (never could feel you)
[outro]
how much money could i make in a week? yeah, a million (hold up, b+tch)
how much money could i make in my sleep? yeah, a billion (a billion)
if you think that you gon’ get my money, lil’ b+tch, you gon’ come meet the gremlins (the gremlins)
i’m finna make all these percs legal, b+tch, yeah, the thirtieth amendment (yeah, yeah)
hold up

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