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letra de pass out - alex.00x0

[intro]
oh, yuh
i don’t love you anym-
you’re 14

[verse 1]
spendin’ 2k on the chains but i never changed, just spendin’ my change
i got balenci’ my face, balenci’ the base, i’m takin’ yo’ place
hop out the j-j-j-j-jump
she twitchin’ but this is my sp-ce
i got a bae-bae-bae-bae-huh
she wanna keep up with the pace
i-i default my b-tch, that b-tch always you
you ain’t sharin’ yo b-tch? i’m f-ckin’ her too
you think that i know you? b-tch, you is a who
my k/d be high, but no alley-oop
i ain’t droppin’ an album ’cause i’d make a hit
i’m wearin’ all black but she f-ck with the fit
100k t–th, that’s why i got a lisp
i ain’t f-ck with no broke b-tch, i like when they rich
they tired of the flow but i care less
all of yo’ homeboys, i k!lled the rest
i be mixin’ the syrup like johnny test
got an r on my head but i ain’t no guest
ain’t n0body do it like lostsøul and i
i pass her the blunt, now she gettin’ fried
and yo’ b-tch comin’ over, yo’ b-tch sayin’ hi
i’m feelin’ the buzz, i reach for the sky
[bridge]
ooh, woah woah
i’m gonna bite you
b-tch, i’m a vamp, would i like to?
i ain’t someone who you lie to
woah, woah woah, oh
oh wait, ooh, ooh
i got a b-tch in they woah
i say woah, woah, woah (you’re 14)

[chorus]
sippin’ on all of the drank
think i’ma f-ckin’ pass out
i got balenci’ my face
i pull up to the spot for the cash out
spendin’ way more than you make
you was talkin’ that talk, why you back out?
i got the rick owens base
and balenci’, my fit always blacked out
sippin’ on all of the drank
think i’ma f-ckin’ pass out
i got balenci’ my face
i pull up to the spot for the cash out
spendin’ way more than you make
you was talkin’ that talk, why you back out?
i got the rick owens base
and balenci’, my fit always blacked out
[verse 2]
d-mn, i’m not finished, i’m ’boutta go spaz
i’m poppin’ a bean, i’m feelin’ like jack
i’m still the best, never needed no plaque
without a plaque, i’m still at my max (14)
follow yo’ nose, it know what you don’t
toucan sam, my cereal be soaked
you actin’ so blunt, then you gettin’ smoked
i be screwin’ these b-tches, i feel like a bolt
so many clones, i woke up like this
they hatin’ on me, like b-tch, i ain’t chris
stay away from the xans, but i can’t resist
you wanted me dead but b-tch, you missed
i blocked her number, she blowin’ my phone
she cannot stay back, she love the cologne
these b-tches annoying like, leave me alone
you is not tough, yeah, lower yo’ tone

- alex 00x0

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