Pass the Mic lyrics

[Intro]
P-P-P-Lo, time to bring the bass back

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I heard them n*ggas back, your time is up
b*tch, pass the mic, I got some hot sh*t in the cut
n*gga get to talkin' crazy, got a chopper in the trunk
I meant to ask you, "Why your favorite rapper rapping like he us?"
I heard them n*ggas back, your time is up
b*tch, pass the mic, I got some hot sh*t in the cut
n*gga get to talkin' crazy, got a chopper in the trunk
I meant to ask you, "Why your favorite rapper rapping like he us?"

[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]
This that feelin' I can't fight, that drug I can't quit
Always dreamed about these days when I sit back and reminisce
One mic, no lights in that booth while I vent
Thought only God can judge, but I've been judged ever since
sh*t ain't been the same since the day we dropped "Cautious"
Ain't no money in the world that could amount to what we started
They don't ever come outside, we had to pop out out his garbage
Guess these n*ggas ain't gon' learn like his whole life he been retarded
n*ggas caught me slippin', sent some shells through that windshield
On a mission for revenge, got me feelin' like I'm Kill Bill
If I hear one more n*gga soundin' like DaBoii, then I'm gon' lose it
Droppin' legends on the mic like I'm above my own influence
I know n*ggas who ain't up that I could call when I be down
I know this n*gga's only acting hard when we around
But you ain't gotta lie to kick it, to them n*ggas and them b*tches
Why would I tote a stock if I'm that n*gga wit' extensions?
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I heard them n*ggas back, your time is up
b*tch, pass the mic, I got some hot sh*t in the cut
n*gga get to talkin' crazy, got a chopper in the trunk
I meant to ask you, "Why your favorite rapper rapping like he us?"
I heard them n*gga's back, your time is up
b*tch, pass the mic, I got some hot sh*t in the cut
n*gga get to talking crazy, got a chopper in the trunk
I meant to ask you, "Why your favorite rapper rapping like he us?"

[Verse 2: DaBoii]
b*tch, pass the mic, I got some hot sh*t in the cut
b*tch, I got a spit so tasty like there's Wocky in the cup
This n*gga's piece ain't got no diamonds, that's like hockey wit' no puck
I'm Kawhi up in the fourth, bet you can't stop me in the clutch
Where the f*ck you gon' run with bullets flyin' out that mini van?
How many wishin' death upon a n*gga? Know it's many men
Damn right, when I'm in the club, I brought the blicky in
All my n*ggas get the last laugh, I got silly friends
There's only one DaBoii, so why you rapping like you me?
If I catch a out-of-towner, I'ma tax her for the P
You could have a hundred guns, wouldn't practice what you preach
Not a threat, but f*ck with them, and I'ma smack you with the gleek
b*tch, wanna impress me? Walk on water then
And when it's work to be done, you be callin' in
b*tch thought that I was broke, I coulda bought the b*tch
G23, wanna ball like Mike, I got a ballin' fist
On the gang, n*gga
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I heard them n*ggas back, your time is up
b*tch, pass the mic, I got some hot sh*t in the cut
n*gga get to talkin' crazy, got a chopper in the trunk
I meant to ask you, "Why your favorite rapper rapping like he us?"
I heard them n*gga's back, your time is up
b*tch, pass the mic, I got some hot sh*t in the cut
n*gga get to talking crazy, got a chopper in the trunk
I meant to ask you, "Why your favorite rapper rapping like he us?"

[Verse 3: Slimmy B]
n*gga, everywhere I go, these n*ggas tryna be the gang
Everywhere I go, these n*ggas tryna ride the wave
We be slidin' with them Glocks, masked up like Kane
I keep that sh*t a hundred and my chopper do the same
I'm yelling, "Free my brother Meech" 'til they let him out that cage
I thought I was in love with the b*tch 'til I came
I told her, "Shake it like a red nose, b*tch" like I'm Sage
My jewelry came from Karl, I don't f*ck with Johnny Dang
Everything big body when we swervin' through them lanes
She gave me stupid head like the b*tch ain't got no brains
SO motherf*cking B, that's some sh*t you can't bang
A motherf*ckin' beast, that's some sh*t you can't tame
Like my n*gga T.O. said, "Boy, you n*ggas' time up"
Ain't trippin' off a sucka 'cause I keep a nine tucked
Everybody in this b*tch with a stick, fired up
And I bet a body drop if a n*gga try us, b*tch
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I heard them n*ggas back, your time is up
b*tch, pass the mic, I got some hot sh*t in the cut
n*gga get to talkin' crazy, got a chopper in the trunk
I meant to ask you, "Why your favorite rapper rapping like he us?"
I heard them n*gga's back, your time is up
b*tch, pass the mic, I got some hot sh*t in the cut
n*gga get to talking crazy, got a chopper in the trunk
I meant to ask you, "Why your favorite rapper rapping like he us?"