Passout
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Ayy, ayy
I ain't never going back
I was down bad, with some time and a plan
Say I never need a hand-out"
Straps on my Raf Simmons
Got these hoes fanned out
Huh, what they saying 'bout me? I think I'm the man now
Throw a couple bags on my shooters, that's man down
Windows, blacked out
Backseat, pass out
Windows, blacked out
Backseat, I pass out
Ugh, late night, Balmain zippers on my pocket
She said I'm buying too many clothes, I'm never stopping
3โ 3.5 bring me up, I think I see a rocket
They can never reach us, you know we so locked in, yeah
Been a while since I was on the block, I ain't serving P's
Fashion week, I'm in Paris, all my bitches rock Celine
I can tell how he hate, he ain't ever seen some sheets
Ayy, ayy
I ain't never going back
I was down bad, with some time and a plan
Said "I never need a hand-out"
Straps on my Raf Simmons, got these hoes fanned out
Huh, what they saying 'bout me? I think I'm the man now
Throw a couple bags on my shooters, that's a man down
Windows, blacked out, backseat, pass out
Windows, blacked out, backseats, I pass out