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letra de pass it (version 2) - lil uzi vert & playboi carti

[chorus: playboi carti]
i don’t know what the opps be thinkin’ but i was up right here
top floor, i’m on top of the buildin’, b-tch i got all these rounds (slatt, okay)
i play with that tec, pull it out on his neck (slatt, slatt)
n-ggas be wantin’ that war sh-t ‘til you pull up like a bat (slatt, slatt, yeah)

[verse 1: playboi carti]
i got them ak’s, i got them sticks, yeah, automatic (yeah, yeah, yeah)
we spin like beyblades, doin’ that sh-t, that’s no cappin’ (okay)
i’m really on this fast sh-t, my glocks matchin’ (okay, okay)
i’ma let the b-tch have it, pull up in traffic (slatt, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: playboi carti]
i get so ratchet, i’m geeked like a lady (yеah, ratchet)
she ain’t used to my lingo, i’ma makе the b-tch bag it
two cup my styrofoam, my b-tch is magic (du-du, yeah, slatt)
lamb truck, i crashed it, i was too busy blastin’ (okay, yeah)
i was too busy havin’, count it up, i’ma have it (too busy, yeah)
rick owens, i have it, cdg i’m havin’ (yeah)
seen the b-tch and i grabbed it, he wants the static (yeah, yeah)
i got a bad b-tch, honey bun in my mattress (okay)
have you cuffed, you’re a bachelor, went shoppin’ in badgley’s
got hermes seats, yeah, in a all white ashton (yeah, okay)
how you feelin’ bout iggy? i don’t know why i’m askin’ (okay, slatt)
i’m a rich ass b-st-rd, get hit then we pass it (yeah, slatt, yeah)
[chorus: playboi carti]
i don’t know what the opps be thinkin’ but i was up right here
top floor, i’m on top of the buildin’, b-tch i got all these rounds (slatt, okay)
i play with that tec, pull it out on his neck
n-ggas be wantin’ that war sh-t ‘til you pull up like a bat (slatt)

[verse 2: lil uzi vert]
i don’t know what the opps be thinkin’, but all my bloods right here
stack it up to the top of the buildin’ ‘til money fall down them stairs
n-gga said that he lookin’ for me, i’m lookin’ back just like “where?” (where?)
i’m a rich ass b-st-rd, we know my status (yeah)
pin a b-tch right to the ropes, like she changed status (yeah, woo)
i had the b-tch sittin’ on my d-ck like that sh-t was a chair (ew)
n-ggas said that they pourin’ up lean, but your soda look clear
me and carti, yeah, we up in the party, we lit just like a flare
ooh, that’s your new boo? ooh, know she not new, huh
we know the opps they gon’ shoot, huh, 16-29 be the crew, huh (16-29)
00-16 coupes, yeah, money, that be the route, yeah
she sucked my huh? got on her what? that sh-t, it got on her b00b

[chorus: playboi carti]
i don’t know what the opps be thinkin’ but i was up right here
top floor, i’m on top of the buildin’, b-tch i got all these rounds
i play with that tec, pull it out on his neck
n-ggas be wantin’ that war sh-t ‘til you pull up like a bat

- lil uzi vert playboi carti

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