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yung honcho - passed em lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
it’s honcho
oh, yeah, oh (go crazy, ag)

[chorus]
oh, i know they mad i passed them n+ggas (ayo, kutoff)
ridin’ with the ur’, they thought this b+tch here was a rental
told my plug don’t talk, just send ’em
spent rent money on my denims, uh
countin’ so much money, cut my hand, this ain’t no splinter
[verse 1]
told my n+gga call my flip, don’t call my phone, that sh+t too fishy
i done went and filled my bag up with blues, no taki chips
leave the studio, i’m goin’ to make a move, say he won’t fix
i was in the gym hoopin’, no gymnastics, we was flippin’, uh
ain’t play center, i was on the block
i was posted with my glock
know they look up to me like god
he might could run, but won’t get far
won’t let no b+tch play with my time
i got money on my mind
you gotta read between the lines
you wanna shine, you gotta grind, n+gga
mascots, n+gga runnin’ ’round this b+tch like mascots
bad guy, they always gon’ paint me as the bad guy
i’m tryna watch my surroundings, they wan’ see me in the county
this sh+t ’bout business, f+ck the topic
put on some sh+t, don’t need no stylist, oh

[chorus]
oh, i know they mad i passed them n+ggas
ridin’ with the ur’, they thought this b+tch here was a rental
told my plug don’t talk, just send ’em
spent rent money on my denims, uh
countin’ so much money, cut my hand, this ain’t no splinter
[verse 2]
i’m only drivin’ fast cars case i gotta run
he on the ‘net talkin’ like a bad boy, hope he got a gun
i ran it up, came from the back, they don’t wanna see me in the front
hardaway say he finna be back, ain’t seen my n+gga in some months
i might tell a lie for funds, but i’m as real as it come
eatin’ good, i’m gettin’ big like pun, they love this sh+t, got women sprung
only drive backroads, watch out for that backdoor
i ran up my cash flow, i know why they mad for
finna make ’em mad more

[chorus]
oh, i know they mad i passed them n+ggas
ridin’ with the ur’, they thought this b+tch here was a rental
told my plug don’t talk, just send ’em
spent real money on my denims, uh
countin’ so much money, cut my hand, this ain’t no splinter

[outro]
naw, for real
yeah, yeah
i know they mad i passed them n+ggas
ridin’ with the ur’, they thought this b+tch here was a rental
long live my brothers
and free my brother, yeah, yeah
oh, yeah, oh

- yung honcho lyrics

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