FN DaDealer - No Pass lyrics

[Intro] (Yo, gyard, stop playin') (Gelo, make your sh*t fire) Uh, let's do it [Chorus] I might pull that bag out, I'm flexin' on your ass We might leave 'em stretched out, we steppin' on your ass Oh, you thuggin' with your chest out? b*tch, you on your ass You can't get no pass, you can't get no pass I got me a sack like okay, okay I ran up them racks, give a damn what you think b*tch, I ain't come to play, you can see it in my face b*tch, I ain't in no race, it's just me and my snakes On gang Tell me what you know about that pain and that rain I done seen a couple ni**as change for that change Tell them keep the fame I'm solid, ni**a, that's how I remain, fu*k you think? [Verse 1] Pockets on overload, I look like a walking bank I kicked a couple doors, I ran up a lot of stain I ran up a lot of dough 'fore I got famous I was down below and they went up, they left me hangin', I'm just sayin', yeah Put your hand down, you can't get sh*t from me Turnt up, I'm the man now, I know she miss me Honestly, I'm spendin' cash now like it ain't sh*t to me And I ain't showin' no sympathy I'ma put this sh*t in they face if they wan' mention me (Let's do it) [Chorus] I might pull that bag out, I'm flexin' on your ass We might leave 'em stretched out, we steppin' on your ass Oh, you thuggin' with your chest out? b*tch, you on your ass You can't get no pass, you can't get no pass I got me a sack like okay, okay I ran up them racks, give a damn what you think b*tch, I ain't come to play, you can see it in my face b*tch, I ain't in no race, it's just me and my snakes On gang Tell me what you know about that pain and that rain I done seen a couple ni**as change for that change Tell them keep the fame I'm solid, ni**a, that's how I remain, fu*k you think? [Verse 2] Oh yah Young ni**a beat the odds, really had it hard, now I'm livin' large Ridin' in these foreign cars, ni**a, I'm a star, fu*kin' foreign broads ni**a, you know you wasn't here from the start So don't you come 'round, you can't get a part, on God Had to pick my head up so I can get my bread up ni**a, we got fed up, you wan' get fed or what? You told 'em what was said, boy, is you fed or what? But I ain't gon' say too much, feel like I said enough [Chorus] I might pull that bag out, I'm flexin' on your ass We might leave 'em stretched out, we steppin' on your ass Oh, you thuggin' with your chest out? b*tch, you on your ass You can't get no pass, you can't get no pass I got me a sack like okay, okay I ran up them racks, give a damn what you think b*tch, I ain't come to play, you can see it in my face b*tch, I ain't in no race, it's just me and my snakes On gang Tell me what you know about that pain and that rain I done seen a couple ni**as change for that change Tell them keep the fame I'm solid, ni**a, that's how I remain, fu*k you think?