Lyrics to Puff Puff Pass (feat. Wiz Khalifa)
Six Europeans crib looking like a car lot
[?] Beach my old bitches want me, but they all blocked
Whole plug want to get down, but they all hot
You say you outside you surrounded by a mall cop
Dizzy from the gin shot, tennis with the big rock
Bitches be grimy, pussy smell like gym socks
It's a ganger, I just let my nuts hang
I killed a whole bottle, took a pill fuck pain
I blew a bag on ice, I had to upgrade
Just can't kick the cubby, love the way the mud taste
Pin-stripped wood grain, I'm staring at the floor light
Black out drunk in my bunk, I miss tour life
Wiz put me on it's much deeper than the rap check
Baby Yoda in the vibe that's a bag flex
Taylor Gang we get higher than yall
Plus we supply it get the buyers involved
If you need it, I got it, just what you, want
No need, to hold out, what you waitin, for
Puff puff pass that show me where the cash at (x4)
Puff puff pass that show me where the cash at
Bout who get the most, not who get the fastest
Slowin down, the wrong move and you at risk
People heard my new shit I gotta practice it
Rolls Royce back it in, phone full of actresses
Used to get caught for trafficking
Now Berner and I roll up and flick our ash at them
No we don't give a fuck about a hater
I need mine not later, might sound underrated
That's just because you haven't seen my bank statement
Keep my hat low, eyes too cause I'm faded
Want to meet with the boss then you gotta make arrangements
Bitch please, which one picked keys
Foreign bank, offshore swiss cheese
Hustle never sleep seven days a week
Call it how I see it all my niggas eat
If you need it, I got it, just what you, want
Puff puff pass that show me where the cash at (x4)
[?] Beach my old bitches want me, but they all blocked
Whole plug want to get down, but they all hot
You say you outside you surrounded by a mall cop
Dizzy from the gin shot, tennis with the big rock
Bitches be grimy, pussy smell like gym socks
It's a ganger, I just let my nuts hang
I killed a whole bottle, took a pill fuck pain
I blew a bag on ice, I had to upgrade
Just can't kick the cubby, love the way the mud taste
Pin-stripped wood grain, I'm staring at the floor light
Black out drunk in my bunk, I miss tour life
Wiz put me on it's much deeper than the rap check
Baby Yoda in the vibe that's a bag flex
Taylor Gang we get higher than yall
Plus we supply it get the buyers involved
If you need it, I got it, just what you, want
No need, to hold out, what you waitin, for
Puff puff pass that show me where the cash at (x4)
Puff puff pass that show me where the cash at
Bout who get the most, not who get the fastest
Slowin down, the wrong move and you at risk
People heard my new shit I gotta practice it
Rolls Royce back it in, phone full of actresses
Used to get caught for trafficking
Now Berner and I roll up and flick our ash at them
No we don't give a fuck about a hater
I need mine not later, might sound underrated
That's just because you haven't seen my bank statement
Keep my hat low, eyes too cause I'm faded
Want to meet with the boss then you gotta make arrangements
Bitch please, which one picked keys
Foreign bank, offshore swiss cheese
Hustle never sleep seven days a week
Call it how I see it all my niggas eat
If you need it, I got it, just what you, want
Puff puff pass that show me where the cash at (x4)
