Late Pass (feat. Dominic Fike)

Late as usual Got a lot going on and on About some Thought I want a whip I want a bitch in the crib With the gate on my dick And a blimp, and not a space on my ship I got to be C-O-O-L Don't fuck with myself Promise you would tell I kind of brought it to a level I remember me and Sean would bring the Monte through wherever Turn the pary to a fuckin' exotic zoo In about a few minutes, I'ma begin makin' out with you This even I can do Piss in yo powdered food Son of a bitch and I bet you this one prodigal More impractical "Why did you shorten Back In Da City?" I'm goin' back to the city I'm puttin' Back in my videos Hookin' Matt up with that It feel like I'm back in the telly I'm goin' blackout (blackout) I'm in the Nap Town (Nap Town) I'm feelin' good, I feel I think I'm finna pass out Late as usual Late as usual Late as usual But a nigga had about a hunnid thang to do You don't know the half, I reboot And now we 'bout to bust a ear drum with a hunnid gun salute I don't know, these rappers seem Threatened of a south florida nigga these days Promise it won't change I remember me and Dom Water whippin' up a wave in the kitchen You don't listen It's blessin' I could stay with you niggas In about a few years, we gon' be laughin' at all this shit Countin' up all this shit, we ain't need scholarships Son of a stubborn nigga, I spit when i got to spit Let's be practical, I ain't been goin' back to the city Unless I got a few videos Rollin' up with my niggas Who smile as big as Arsenio's Or D.R.A.M. for that matter This ain't a guest house This a Backhouse I'm feelin' good, another blunt I'm 'bout to pass out Late as usual