Lyrics:
Smoking with your bitch, then I passed out (Ooh, yeah)
Smoking with my clique, then I passed out (Ooh, yeah)
Walking on the plane; gave us pat-downs
doin' the most
Two girls want a pat-down, I'm doin' 'em both
I've been doin' the most, that's me doin' the most
All them drinks are on me, that's for
for right now
School nights turned into getting patdowns
Out front the club with the ones who got the torch passed down, passed down
Same way they
with a nina (uh)
Okay, girl, won't you put on a show for me?
I'm lovin' the way that she throwin' it back on me
She get the pat-down (pat-down)
Try
Walkin' in
Security ain't doin' no patdown
(Low the Great)
All these bags in the club, yeah
we strapped down
We be really makin' niggas leave
We
Can't let my family down, man, that shit'll kill me
If I give you it all, what I'ma give my children?
Like a patdown, gotta feel me
Ain't where I wanna
really wish your bitch would
Got her ass out, she a standout (mm)
If she got a kid, I'm a dad now
TSA trip with the pat-down
Feel like Herbo, when
got a lot to do gotta level upon niggaz till wn they see me need a patdown
If u can't tell i been on one
N i been said get wit the program
Where
backdown
Ride low ducking JB's and a patdown
Fallback a nigga gotta chill and just stack now
And true niggas only understand where I'm at now
Power
was really feeling me just like a pat-down
You ain't with the s**** boy in the background
Had to tell these dudes I’m the f****** one
And I see 'em
looks like
Everyone looks the same
Black pants, black jacket
Patdown money racket
Standing closer to me
Standing closer to me
But I don’t know what he
Long waits, patdowns, (don't touch me)
Comin thru thru the background
& not nan n***a my buddy
Everybody wanna Love me, funny
Enemies switch so quick
faded like a past noun
Smokin' on the dankest, educated with no cap gown
Badges with the patdowns
Raidin' every shack house
We was in the stash house
united
like the airline that we'll fly
when we're invited
to the city of hi-fives
We'll wait in line to get back in
time for the pat-down fun
the side then I hit it from the back
You know I got that sequence
She see me gimme pat-down
All these hoes is T-S-A
Hit it so good her dad's proud
That’s
So official, and they're artificial
I’m a Mac 11 and they're starter pistols
Yea!
Ray Rav on the map now
Got 'em nervous like a pat-down
They was
so fast our necks would break
But were slowed down by our classes
Now we Demons with no brake
Growin' super f*****' massive
Strapped that's a patdown
no pat-down
Don't make sense if it don't make money
Broke niggas laugh like that shit funny
Kill that boy then find his junkies
Bag that nigga he owe
planner we don't take no trips
If we go out to the club we in the vip
We don't pop out to the club unless it's a section
They do pat-downs they ain't even
patdown, nigga talk shit get the racks down
I fucked that bitch blew her back
Down
Yeah lil shawty wanna fuck with the gang
So I slide in the V and tinted
no guidance now he listen to the background
He either hit you with pressure or hit you with pat-downs
His only motivation the roar of them Scat sounds
into the club take a picture
cnd we gone slide if bring some my niggas
cll black I just hopped up out the 4 door
cnd I ain't get no pat-down
on the phone tryna tell me how to act now
Swear that she a opp and she giving me a pat-down
Acting crazy gotta teach her to put her act down
I don't want no
me not making amends
I be the Nigga that's setting the trend
I made her tap out Friday night smackdown
Walked in the blicky, the fuck is a patdown
It's
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