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Pass First
1999
Hip-Hop/Rap
Pass First è stato pubblicato il 25 aprile 2025 da 4601705 Records DK come parte dell'album Pass First - Single
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Data di uscita25 aprile 2025
Etichetta4601705 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM184

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
elibanss
elibanss
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
elibanss
elibanss
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
elibanss
elibanss
Producer

Testi

34
Get 'em gone, get 'em fuckin' excused
Ayy, get up from the table, bitch, I'm excused
I'ma walk down on 'em, I'ma throw some rounds on 'em
Got a shot to the ear, I'm turnin' off the sound on 'em
Water-water on my body, think I'm finna drown on 'em
Knife ripping up his chest, look like a bear pounced on 'em
Why you playing on my dick? Your girlfriend bounced on it
And brodie got a seal, and that shit prehistoric
Got a gun so big, look like I'm shootin' dinosaurs
Clip hangin' out this bitch shit look like a—, rhino horn
And this shit just for fun, I do it when I'm bored
And I don't know how, somehow I'm cloggin' up the board
Bitch, we in the studio, 34th floor
Brodie throw moves, he tryna up that score
Side step crazy, finna pass that ball
Fat ass pendant, look like a wrecking ball
Behind the back two times with the Glock like Jamal
Cheshire burn a **** throat, just like a fireball
Bitch, I feel like Super Mario, I'm shootin' fireballs
Gettin' money, she overheard that shit from way across the hall
I told her, "Take my credit card, come back and then make me a haul"
I'd pass first, that shit just isn't in my blood to hog the ball
Straight up pull the plug on ****, they ain't even loggin' off
Think I'm sweet? Go to to the bakery, bro, I ain't nothin' soft
I don't fuck with certain **** 'cause them **** don't be raw
I don't fuck with certain **** 'cause them **** don't be raw
I don't fuck with certain **** 'cause them **** don't be raw
(1c, pussy)
Get 'em gone, get 'em fuckin' excused
Ayy, get up from the table, bitch, I'm excused
I'ma walk down on 'em, I'ma throw some rounds on 'em
Got a shot to the ear, I'm turnin' off the sound on 'em
Water-water on my body, think I'm finna drown on 'em
Knife ripping up his chest, look like a bear pounced on 'em
Why you playing on my dick? Your girlfriend bounced on it
And brodie got a seal, and that shit prehistoric
Got a gun so big, look like I'm shootin' dinosaurs
Clip hangin' out this bitch shit look like a—, rhino horn
And this shit just for fun, I do it when I'm bored
And I don't know how, somehow I'm cloggin' up the board
Bitch, we in the studio, 34th floor
Brodie throw moves, he tryna up that score
Side step crazy, finna pass that ball
Fat ass pendant, look like a wrecking ball
Behind the back two times with the Glock like Jamal
Cheshire burn a **** throat, just like a fireball
Bitch, I feel like Super Mario, I'm shootin' fireballs
Gettin' money, she overheard that shit from way across the hall
I told her, "Take my credit card, come back and then make me a haul"
I'd pass first, that shit just isn't in my blood to hog the ball
Straight up pull the plug on ****, they ain't even loggin' off
Think I'm sweet? Go to to the bakery, bro, I ain't nothin' soft
I don't fuck with certain **** 'cause them **** don't be raw
I don't fuck with certain **** 'cause them **** don't be raw
I don't fuck with certain **** 'cause them **** don't be raw
Written by: eli banss
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