yuke – i dont pass my woods lyrics
[intro]
pew, pew, pew, pew, pew
(you have no heart)
ayy, huh (you have no heart)
yeah (you have no heart)
yeah (you have no hear+)
[verse]
gelato cookies, sh+t got me zoted
p+ssy n+gga i really do this
n+ggas actin’ like i’on shoot sh+t
finna slide to his block target practice
talkin’ crazy like you fye, but you wack b+tch
three bands off twenty k, i know you cappin’
take that gun from yo’ hands, now you lackin’
you ain’t finna use your hands ’cause you passive
i’mma face my f+ckin’ wood, i ain’t gon’ pass it
drop a tape let it run up and bring them racks in
don’t let me sell you weed, b+tch, i’m taxin
servin za, b+tch, i got it out the backend
he cop a eight for 300 ’cause i taxed him
p+ssy n+gga learn your fractions
dumbass n+gga
[outro]
take that gun from yo’ hands, now you lackin’
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