Passed Em lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's Honcho
Oh, yeah, oh (Go crazy, AG)

[Chorus]
Oh, I know they mad I passed them n*ggas (Ayo, Kutoff)
Ridin' with the Ur', they thought this b*tch here was a rental
Told my plug don't talk, just send 'em
Spent rent money on my denims, uh
Countin' so much money, cut my hand, this ain't no splinter

[Verse 1]
Told my n*gga call my flip, don't call my phone, that sh*t too fishy
I done went and filled my bag up with blues, no Taki chips
Leave the studio, I'm goin' to make a move, say he won't fix
I was in the gym hoopin', no gymnastics, we was flippin', uh
Ain't play center, I was on the block
I was posted with my Glock
Know they look up to me like God
He might could run, but won't get far
Won't let no b*tch play with my time
I got money on my mind
You gotta read between the lines
You wanna shine, you gotta grind, n*gga
Mascots, n*gga runnin' 'round this b*tch like mascots
Bad guy, they always gon' paint me as the bad guy
I'm tryna watch my surroundings, they wan' see me in the county
This sh*t 'bout business, f*ck the topic
Put on some sh*t, don't need no stylist, oh
[Chorus]
Oh, I know they mad I passed them n*ggas
Ridin' with the Ur', they thought this b*tch here was a rental
Told my plug don't talk, just send 'em
Spent rent money on my denims, uh
Countin' so much money, cut my hand, this ain't no splinter

[Verse 2]
I'm only drivin' fast cars case I gotta run
He on the 'net talkin' like a bad boy, hope he got a gun
I ran it up, came from the back, they don't wanna see me in the front
Hardaway say he finna be back, ain't seen my n*gga in some months
I might tell a lie for funds, but I'm as real as it come
Eatin' good, I'm gettin' big like Pun, they love this sh*t, got women sprung
Only drive backroads, watch out for that backdoor
I ran up my cash flow, I know why they mad for
Finna make 'em mad more

[Chorus]
Oh, I know they mad I passed them n*ggas
Ridin' with the Ur', they thought this b*tch here was a rental
Told my plug don't talk, just send 'em
Spent real money on my denims, uh
Countin' so much money, cut my hand, this ain't no splinter

[Outro]
Naw, for real
Yeah, yeah
I know they mad I passed them n*ggas
Ridin' with the Ur', they thought this b*tch here was a rental
Long live my brothers
And free my brother, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, oh