"Pass The Parcel" lyrics
"Pass The Parcel"
[Young Adz:]
Ski
[Dirtbike LB:]
G Wagon 'cause the cars is out
I put two-hundred on the dash, uh, uh-uh-uh-uh
Celine fashion, I'm the fastest out, there ain't no limit to the gas
Share these bitches like it's pass the parcel, rich asshole
Yeah, there's no answer, uh
My niggas dancin' with Berettas in the uh-uh-uh
[Young Adz:]
You can tell by the logo we gettin' it (Yeah)
You can't get in the premises with no membership (Members only)
My nigga got it, for the low low, plug like Lulu
Good pussy make me think VooDoo
Take your shoes off in my car, uh-uh
Suite so high in the cloud, come touch the star, uh-uh
Stay down 'til you come up, then stay down when you come up, when?
Nobody wanna do the work, we do it one up (Suh, suh)
[Dirtbike LB:]
Stay down, let me figure it out
I keep this glizzy when I'm steppin' in town so lightly
Steppin' out so I Prada you down
You puttin' extras on the bag you bad, you so pricey
Couple racks on a dinner date
Bae, let me innovate
I ain't back, but, I been away
I ain't sippin' lean, bae, I been awake (Ski)
They thought us getting money, thought a thing would change
G Wagon 'cause the cars is out
I put two-hundred on the dash, uh, uh-uh-uh-uh
Celine fashion, I'm the fastest out, there ain't no limit to the gas
Share these bitches like it's pass the parcel, rich asshole
Yeah, there's no answer, uh
My niggas dancin' with Berettas in the uh-uh-uh
[Young Adz:]
How long can you wait? Tell me, how long it would take?
Two fifty on the car, but tell her Uber's on the way (Yeah)
I'm outside rockin' chains on the mains in my BAPEs (Okay)
I need to fly away (Okay)
Hit the sun, I need some dates (Okay)
Switch 'em like watches, now, I'm runnin' out of space
How long will you wait? (Ski)
Now, we took it very far
All these VVS' took me out the dark
[Dirtbike LB:]
Money got levels
Caught her fuckin' on another nigga just to make the other nigga jealous
Rich nigga gonna learn
You're either dyin' or you step, lil' nigga hit a lick
He trying on Pateks (Ski, ski)
The five-nine, the nine, the ice so cold (Brr)
Yeah, your brown eyes, the brown eyes, them rose gold
If she ain't from the same city change your phone code (Yeah, yeah)
G Wagon 'cause the cars is out
I put two-hundred on the dash, uh, uh-uh-uh-uh
Celine fashion, I'm the fastest out, there ain't no limit to the gas
Share these bitches like it's pass the parcel, rich asshole
Yeah, there's no answer, uh
My niggas dancin' with Berettas in the uh-uh-uh
Writer(s): Stuart Conran Walter Narinder Doderer, Almer Ament, Rhys Harley, Ricky Earl Banton, Adam Nathaniel Laurence Williams
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