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lirik lagu pass it – lil uzi vert

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

[verse 1: playboi carti]
i got the aks, i got the sticks, yeah, automatic
we spin like beyblades, do that sh*t that’s not platinum (okay)
i’m really on this fashion (okay), my glocks matchin’ (yeah)
i’ma let the b*tch have it (yeah), pull up in traffic (yeah)

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

[verse 2: playboi carti]
i get so ratchet (get lit, blatt)
i’m geeked like a lady (blatt, blatt)
she ain’t used to my lingo (yeah, yеah)
i’ma make a b*tch bag it (make the b*tch, yеah)
two cup like styrofoam (two, yeah)
my b*tch is magic
lamb’ truck, i crash it (yeah, crash, crash)
i was too busy blastin’
i was too busy havin’ (yeah)
count it up, i’m havin’ (yeah, yeah)
rick owens, i have it (blatt, blatt, blatt)
cdg, i have it (yeah, blatt, blatt)
seen the b*tch and i grabbed it (yeah, yeah, yeah)
she wants the status
i got a bad b*tch
honey bun in my mattress (okay)
have you cuffed, you’re a bachelor (yeah)
went shoppin’ in [?]
got home at sixty (yeah)
in an all*white aston (okay)
how you feel about iggy? (okay)
i don’t know why i’m askin’ (slatt)
i’m a rich*ass b*st*rd (yeah, yeah)
get hit, then we passin’ (yeah)
[chorus: playboi carti]
i don’t know what the opps be thinkin’ but i was up right there (slatt)
top floor, i’m at top of the buildin’, b*tch, i got all these bands (slatt, okay)
i play with that 30, pull it out on his neck (slatt, slatt)
n*ggas be wantin’ that war sh*t ’til you pull up like a bat (blatt, blatt)

[verse 3: lil uzi vert]
i don’t know what the opps be thinkin’ but all my bloods right here
stackin’ up to the top of the buildin’ ’til the money fall down the stairs
n*gga said that he lookin’ for me, i’m lookin’ back, just like, “where?” (where?)
i’m rich*ass b*st*rd (ah), with [?] status (ah)
pay a b*tch back to the ropes like she trish status (woo)
i had a b*tch sittin’ on my d*ck like that sh*t was a chair (yeah)
n*ggas said that they pour that lean but just sold out leclair
me and cartier, we up in the party, we lit just like a flare
ooh, that’s your new boo (huh?)
ooh, no, she not new (huh)
we know the opps, they gon’ shoot (hey)
16*29 be the crew (huh)
double o, 16 coupes (29, yeah)
money, that be the root (hah)
she suck my, huh? got on her, what?
that sh*t done got on her b00bs

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

- lil uzi vert

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