PASS OUT (Explicit) - Quavo/21 Savage

Lyrics by：Quavious Marshall/Tyron Douglas/Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph

Composed by：Quavious Marshall/Tyron Douglas/Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph

Produced by：Buddah Bless

Quavo：

22 million dollars in cash left on the street

The boy who picked up the cash Went on a mission

It's the most money I've ever felt or touched

Buddah Huncho go

Woo woo woo woo

I brought my n***as to the bank then we cashed out

I brought my b***h to the bank then she passed out

Woo woo woo yes sir

Woo woo yes sir

I do not talk about n***as out my d**n mouth

I pull up on you pull the trigger then I air it out

Woo woo woo yes sir

Woo woo woo woo yes sir

Skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr

Skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr

Yeah whip it like I can't stand it

Pull up park and do damage

Trap house to a mansion

I put that on my granny

Grandma yeah

Grandma

Let me see that lighter

Fire a n***a a*s up yerr

Missed his head so I caught him in the ear

I should face tattoo a hundred tears

All these rappers wanna make disappear

In the spotlight lookin' like deers

'Specially when we pull up pressin'

'Specially when we pull up flexin'

'Specially when we pull up checkin'

150 cash on a necklace

Young n***a scrapin' them extras

Movin' 'em blocks no Tetris

Wrap 'em a lot like Texas

I brought my n***as to the bank then we cashed out

I brought my b***h to the bank then she passed out

Woo woo woo yes sir

Woo woo yes sir

I do not talk about n***as out my d**n mouth

I pull up on you pull the trigger then I air it out

Woo woo woo yes sir

Woo woo woo woo yes sir

21 Savage：

Lil' mama fine as hell but she actin' saditty

I'm not Will Smith but I'm tryna get jiggy

I can show you how to make a band like Diddy

Get up out yo' feelings 'fore this choppa make you dance like Shiggy

6 God just like Drizzy

Shoot you in the back like Ricky

Seats peanut butter like Jiffy

Y'all n***as rats like Mickey

Thick women only I'm picky

Yellow diamonds on me they pissy

Elliot the one did all my ice but I'm not talkin' bout Missy

Pick your side

One man army don't need no side

Rolls-Royce truck

Your b***h gettin' down on her knees inside

Y'all gotta put s**t together 'cause your money short n***a like Yeezy slides

The Bentley truck came with them I ain't even have to put no TVs inside

Quavo：

I brought my n***as to the bank then we cashed out

I brought my b***h to the bank then she passed out

Woo woo woo yes sir

Woo woo yes sir

I do not talk about n***as out my d**n mouth

I pull up on you pull the trigger then I air it out

Woo woo woo yes sir

Woo woo woo woo yes sir

Skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr

Skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr skrr

Yeah hey Only God I fear

It's ten bricks in the Lear

Draco came with a mirror

To watch my back

Heard he got whacked

The bando back

Cookin' from scratch

Heard you the man now

You do the dirt with your hands huh

Get it for a lil' bit of change feel like you pickin' up cans now

Satellites on the plane think the prezi flyin'

Beep beep F**k it dead line

Took your b***h to the bank now her head's mine

If I ever have kids inherit my bread line