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letra de no pass - fn dadealer

[intro]
(yo, gyard, stop playin’)
(gelo, make your sh-t fire)
uh, let’s do it

[chorus]
i might pull that bag out, i’m flexin’ on your ass
we might leave ’em stretched out, we steppin’ on your ass
oh, you thuggin’ with your chest out? b-tch, you on your ass
you can’t get no pass, you can’t get no pass
i got me a sack like okay, okay
i ran up them racks, give a d-mn what you think
b-tch, i ain’t come to play, you can see it in my face
b-tch, i ain’t in no race, it’s just me and my snakes
on gang
tell me what you know about that pain and that rain
i done seen a couple n-ggas change for that change
tell them keep the fame
i’m solid, n-gga, that’s how i remain, f-ck you think?

[verse 1]
pockets on overload, i look like a walking bank
i kicked a couple doors, i ran up a lot of stain
i ran up a lot of dough ‘fore i got famous
i was down below and they went up, they left me hangin’, i’m just sayin’, yeah
put your hand down, you can’t get sh-t from me
turnt up, i’m the man now, i know she miss me
honestly, i’m spendin’ cash now like it ain’t sh-t to me
and i ain’t showin’ no sympathy
i’ma put this sh-t in they face if they wan’ mention me (let’s do it)
[chorus]
i might pull that bag out, i’m flexin’ on your ass
we might leave ’em stretched out, we steppin’ on your ass
oh, you thuggin’ with your chest out? b-tch, you on your ass
you can’t get no pass, you can’t get no pass
i got me a sack like okay, okay
i ran up them racks, give a d-mn what you think
b-tch, i ain’t come to play, you can see it in my face
b-tch, i ain’t in no race, it’s just me and my snakes
on gang
tell me what you know about that pain and that rain
i done seen a couple n-ggas change for that change
tell them keep the fame
i’m solid, n-gga, that’s how i remain, f-ck you think?

[verse 2]
oh yah
young n-gga beat the odds, really had it hard, now i’m livin’ large
ridin’ in these foreign cars, n-gga, i’m a star, f-ckin’ foreign broads
n-gga, you know you wasn’t here from the start
so don’t you come ’round, you can’t get a part, on god
had to pick my head up so i can get my bread up
n-gga, we got fed up, you wan’ get fed or what?
you told ’em what was said, boy, is you fed or what?
but i ain’t gon’ say too much, feel like i said enough
[chorus]
i might pull that bag out, i’m flexin’ on your ass
we might leave ’em stretched out, we steppin’ on your ass
oh, you thuggin’ with your chest out? b-tch, you on your ass
you can’t get no pass, you can’t get no pass
i got me a sack like okay, okay
i ran up them racks, give a d-mn what you think
b-tch, i ain’t come to play, you can see it in my face
b-tch, i ain’t in no race, it’s just me and my snakes
on gang
tell me what you know about that pain and that rain
i done seen a couple n-ggas change for that change
tell them keep the fame
i’m solid, n-gga, that’s how i remain, f-ck you think?

- fn dadealer

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