Pass My Blunt lyrics

by

Queen Key


[Chorus}
I don't even pass my blunt no more
If you don't give me what I ask
When I ask for the sh*t stupid b*tch
I dont want it no more
Goofy n*gga think he tough put a n*gga on his ass
Bet the n*gga dont stunt no more
Bet the n*gga dont front no more
Got a bag in a bag
Yo b*tch outta tags, these b*tches dont want no smoke
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
(I don't even pass my blunt no more)
b*tch, 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
(I don´t even pass my blunt no more)

[Verse: Queen Key}

Look b*tch, I dont even think we ever f*cked when I was sober
b*tches look up to me and they older
Boy, ain't another b*tch colder
Yo b*tch so pop, got the soda in her
If he a cop, I dont know the n*gga
She might get dropped cause she roll with n*ggas
b*tch you know me, I expose these n*ggas
And they dont never do sh*t casue they know
These house want orgies, but they can't afford key
(They can't afford key)
These hoes want more of key
But they is too boring
b*tch I get booked like im 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 n*ggas informants
That b*tch wanna see, b*tch where is your warrant
I think im enormous, he drinking im pouring
Wonder how I do it, they curious georging

[Chorus}
I don't even pass my blunt no more
If you don't give me what I ask
When I ask for the sh*t stupid b*tch
I dont want it no more
Goofy n*gga think he tough put a n*gga on his ass
Bet the n*gga dont stunt no more
Bet the n*gga dont front no more
Got a bag in a bag
Yo b*tch outta tags, these b*tches dont want no smoke
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
(I don't even pass my blunt no more)
b*tch, 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
(I dont even pass my blunt no more)

[Verse: Valee}

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
f*cked that b*tch 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 b*tch at home and she yellow like bodak
80 racks on ice, i'm flashing like kodak
Talk sh*t I leave you right where you f*cked up at
I got them rats coming in like a mustache
You get caught up, you don't tell popo
Im at the gas station [?]
I dont even want the super sport no more
Dont act a b*tch, ill curve you though
I dont even f*ck 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
Im in yo b*tch like a pap smear
Run up on me, you gone rest there

[Chorus}
I don't even pass my blunt no more
If you don't give me what I ask
When I ask for the sh*t stupid b*tch
I dont want it no more
Goofy n*gga think he tough put a n*gga on his ass
Bet the n*gga dont stunt no more
Bet the n*gga dont front no more
Got a bag in a bag
Yo b*tch outta tags, these b*tches dont want no smoke
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
(I don't even pass my blunt no more)
b*tch, 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
(I don't even pass my blunt no more)
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