pass my blunt

Singer:queen key

i don't even pass my blunt no more

if you don't give me what i ask

when i ask for the shit stupid bitch

i don't want it no more

goofy nigga think he tough put a nigga on his ass

bet the nigga don't stunt no more

bet the nigga don't front no more

got a bag in a bag

yo bitch outta tags

these bitches don't want no smoke

i don't even pass my blunt no more

i don't even pass my blunt no more

bitch

i don't even pass my blunt no more

i don't even pass my blunt no more

look bitch

i don't even think we ever fucked when i was sober

bitches look up to me and they older

boy

ain't another bitch colder

yo bitch so pop

got the soda in her

if he a cop

i don't know the nigga

she might get dropped cause she roll with niggas

bitch you know me

i expose these niggas

and they don't never do shit cause they know

these house want orgies

but they can't afford key

these hoes want more of key

but they is too boring

bitch i get booked like i'm touring

aye

get the head all night

kick you out in the morning

aye

please stop all that snoring

aye

i put the ignore in ignoring

these niggas informants

that bitch wanna see

bitch where is your warrant

i think i'm enormous

he drinking i'm pouring

wonder how i do it

they curious georging

i don't even pass my blunt no more

if you don't give me what i ask

when i ask for the shit stupid bitch

i don't want it no more

goofy nigga think he tough put a nigga on his ass

bet the nigga don't stunt no more

bet the nigga don't front no more

got a bag in a bag

yo bitch outta tags

these bitches don't want no smoke

i don't even pass my blunt no more

i don't even pass my blunt no more

bitch

i don't even pass my blunt no more

i don't even pass my blunt no more

i don't even pass my blunt no more

balmain 3 racks

that ain't come from the store

3 or 4 percocets

30's they gone

i don't even beep her at lunch no more

fucked that bitch twice

i ain't want her no more

and ill park by the door

pull up on you in a foreign too though

i pulled an 8

i ain't want no more

cash out on bape and that's for my hoe

fresh ass fit

what i pay for it? 4 racks

my bitch at home and she yellow like bodak

80 racks on ice

i'm flashing like kodak

talk shit i leave you right where you fucked up at

i got them rats coming in like a mustache

you get caught up

you don't tell popo

i'm at the gas station

i don't even want the super sport no more

don't act a bitch

ill curve you though

i don't even fuck with my aunt no more

in atlanta with a though

i bought some dope and i smoked it

not for sale meaning it sat there

i'm in yo bitch like a pap smear

run up on me

you gone rest there

i don't even pass my blunt no more

if you don't give me what i ask

when i ask for the shit stupid bitch

i don't want it no more

goofy nigga think he tough put a nigga on his ass

bet the nigga don't stunt no more

bet the nigga don't front no more

got a bag in a bag

yo bitch outta tags

these bitches don't want no smoke

i don't even pass my blunt no more

i don't even pass my blunt no more

bitch

i don't even pass my blunt no more

i don't even pass my blunt no more