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Passion
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Count big ass racks, goddamn
Big guns, no tatts, nigga, damn
Talkin' crazy, do you know who I am?
You know I don't fuck with niggas on the regular
30 on me, boy, he thought I was a wrestler
But I'm the Predator, I will take yo' cheddar
And I used to sip the codeine to feel better
Posted in a foreign car, Gucci on the leather
Free my nigga Tony, man, I gotta write a letter
These niggas hoes, niggas soft like a feather
Countin' up for the pleasure, fuck that pressure
I-I-I'm not like y'all, I'm not like all
Ten toes I stand, no, I will not fall
Dope in my blunt, so yes, I might doze off
Red dot, red beam, shit look like Rudolph
On the block where it's hot, it will never cool off
I just walked out the bank, like this shit was Set It Off
OG Margiela Man, but I'm cappin'
Nigga, I got water in my chain, I'm a captain
Burberry belt on, but I'm still saggin'
Sito see it in yo' eyes if you false flaggin'
Put my Gucci wallet right up in my Gucci jacket
Bitch, I gotta have it, bitch, I got a Gucci habit
Niggas talkin' static 'bout my bro, he got the ratchet
In the trap trimmin' packs, I don't need a hatchet
Sippin' on pink, I ain't talkin' Patrick
Backwood ashin', Uzi grabbin', I can't feel my passion (Passion)
I can't feel my passion (Passion)