"No Passes" lyrics
D Smoke & Mike & Keys Lyrics
Supa
Good
Two times for the futons
Slept on many couch, got out the house
To chase them croutons
Whoop whoop
Nigga new to (noodle) this like a udon
Without introduction I pull up and they know just who I'm is, nigga
Before money I was rich, nigga
Pinch hitta
Every at bat over the fence, nigga
Pen riddles, food for thought
Them niggas been Skittles
Big giggles, huh huh huh
Let's take the trash out
Before you slay them demons they gon' lash out
The devil ain't got horns, she got her back out and her ass out
Last night she poured me shots until I near lost and blacked out
Prolly how my pops felt at the crack house
To many I'm a cash cow
That's why I walk in clubs without a pat down
Elephants in streets turn into rats now
It's a new era, momma, your son wear many hats now
They out for (alpha) your head
They'll cap a (kappa) nigga, guess we in frats now
Let's take 'em back to class now
Was friendly in my past, you get no pass now
Carrying a mantle that was passed down
Rap ain't been inspiring me like
What's the price of gas now?
And can somebody tell us where we headed
Or are we unleaded
Pure gas for your bitch ass, ooh
Where my lighter at, ooh
Where my lighter at
No pass for your bitch ass
Nigga 'bout to make me go crashing
NO PASSES!
No passes, nigga
Fists clenched, finna go Cassius, nigga
Don't let me catch this nigga
And even if he live, I'll more than match this nigga
Step on a crack, you breaking a vertebrae
Step on a line, they losing their mind, your teeth on the curb today
Having no mercy, mercy me, won't be no Marvin Gaye
Pull that Aretha off the hip and sing a song, I'll sing along
'Bout that action like a verb
If you slacking, it's brackin' when you hit the turf
They wearing red (read) like an open book in the church
And it's plenty that I love with the rag hanging, banging colors of Smurfs
And on this side can't be too shy like Lil Durk
Watch what they clutch like lil purse
Shortcut 'cause they scared of a lil work
But that pain'll make you grow, that lil hurt
Will be the catalyst to win your battle
When they skedaddle and leave you burnt
Now we don't leave shit alone 'cause we too turnt
They shit so see-through, they equal to water with fecal matter
That's floatin', they peak when I'm elevating
Like seagull over the ocean, might wave at you from on high in that nigga on God
And to think they on my time, I find it odd
Let's light 'em up
Pure gas for your bitch ass, ooh
Where my lighter at, ooh
Where my lighter at
No pass for your bitch ass
Nigga 'bout to make me go crashing
NO PASSES!
No passes, nigga
Fists clenched, finna go Cassius, nigga
Don't let me catch this nigga
And even if he live, I'll more than match this nigga
Bang
Peter Piper picked a pencil and passed judgment
No passes, no average
Fuck the masses, no sombrero
No cappin', pure Valero
Peter Piper picked a pencil and passed judgment
No passes, no average
Got bad bitch, go
Go Cassius, go
I took a drive down the westside, lil homie, what it do
Pure king is what I made of, but I can't tell what is you
Who needs an umbrella, standing in hail I'm weatherproof
If tempted I'll sever head from your shoulders, no shampoo
No pases, no se lo doy a los raperos que tiran
Mierda a la pared y lo miran como si fuera un arte
Whack music turns me savage
So if you think you're sneaking in my grasses
No passes
Good
Two times for the futons
Slept on many couch, got out the house
To chase them croutons
Whoop whoop
Nigga new to (noodle) this like a udon
Without introduction I pull up and they know just who I'm is, nigga
Before money I was rich, nigga
Pinch hitta
Every at bat over the fence, nigga
Pen riddles, food for thought
Them niggas been Skittles
Big giggles, huh huh huh
Let's take the trash out
Before you slay them demons they gon' lash out
The devil ain't got horns, she got her back out and her ass out
Last night she poured me shots until I near lost and blacked out
Prolly how my pops felt at the crack house
To many I'm a cash cow
That's why I walk in clubs without a pat down
Elephants in streets turn into rats now
It's a new era, momma, your son wear many hats now
They out for (alpha) your head
They'll cap a (kappa) nigga, guess we in frats now
Let's take 'em back to class now
Was friendly in my past, you get no pass now
Carrying a mantle that was passed down
Rap ain't been inspiring me like
What's the price of gas now?
And can somebody tell us where we headed
Or are we unleaded
Pure gas for your bitch ass, ooh
Where my lighter at, ooh
Where my lighter at
No pass for your bitch ass
Nigga 'bout to make me go crashing
NO PASSES!
No passes, nigga
Fists clenched, finna go Cassius, nigga
Don't let me catch this nigga
And even if he live, I'll more than match this nigga
Step on a crack, you breaking a vertebrae
Step on a line, they losing their mind, your teeth on the curb today
Having no mercy, mercy me, won't be no Marvin Gaye
Pull that Aretha off the hip and sing a song, I'll sing along
'Bout that action like a verb
If you slacking, it's brackin' when you hit the turf
They wearing red (read) like an open book in the church
And it's plenty that I love with the rag hanging, banging colors of Smurfs
And on this side can't be too shy like Lil Durk
Watch what they clutch like lil purse
Shortcut 'cause they scared of a lil work
But that pain'll make you grow, that lil hurt
Will be the catalyst to win your battle
When they skedaddle and leave you burnt
Now we don't leave shit alone 'cause we too turnt
They shit so see-through, they equal to water with fecal matter
That's floatin', they peak when I'm elevating
Like seagull over the ocean, might wave at you from on high in that nigga on God
And to think they on my time, I find it odd
Let's light 'em up
Pure gas for your bitch ass, ooh
Where my lighter at, ooh
Where my lighter at
No pass for your bitch ass
Nigga 'bout to make me go crashing
NO PASSES!
No passes, nigga
Fists clenched, finna go Cassius, nigga
Don't let me catch this nigga
And even if he live, I'll more than match this nigga
Bang
Peter Piper picked a pencil and passed judgment
No passes, no average
Fuck the masses, no sombrero
No cappin', pure Valero
Peter Piper picked a pencil and passed judgment
No passes, no average
Got bad bitch, go
Go Cassius, go
I took a drive down the westside, lil homie, what it do
Pure king is what I made of, but I can't tell what is you
Who needs an umbrella, standing in hail I'm weatherproof
If tempted I'll sever head from your shoulders, no shampoo
No pases, no se lo doy a los raperos que tiran
Mierda a la pared y lo miran como si fuera un arte
Whack music turns me savage
So if you think you're sneaking in my grasses
No passes
