502Passion, Swervo 2X, JJwiththestrap, 502Bryce - Passion Freestyle Lyrics

Whipping with both my arms
Rollie tick tick on my arms
Dropping these bombs like Saddam
To hot can't stop got all of my charms
No license just check out my car
Baby girl yeah I am a shooting star
Since a lil kit been known that I'm going so far
Everything that I memorize I can just mesmerize you with that shit
Smoking on zip
Fat ass lil bitch she might get a lil tip
Hop in that whip
Off of the rip we be hitting that shit yeah we hitting that
Said all that shit and I meant all that shit
And we going so far
Hitting these targets we off to Mars
Champagne, Cocaine
Blood dipping down to my neck chain
Big rocks, big Glocks
Pull up on me take your top off
I hit the shots and I don't stop
I'm rocking from they Ville they ain't ready
I got a bunch of pills, stay heavy
98 Degrees in the Chevy
I know your family ain.t ready
I'm on a lean and a Xanny
I do this shit for the family
Bad little bitch Imma ram it
Deep in the pussy God damnit
Run it up, Fuck it up, Run it up, Fuck it up
I want some cash imma stack it up
If she got a ass she can back it up
I just pull up in an Audi truck
Coke to the dome keep the semi tucked
Fuck around wit imma load yeah
Told myself id never panic shit be
Evil so satanic y'all be fake I cannot
Stand it imma keep this shit organic
Said a favor for a favor different girls
Like different flavors up and down
Like elevators watch your back they
Are some traitors uh sit back vibing to the shit i used to bop when i was
Young sit back thinking bout my
Past that got me feeling fucking
Numb I'm just prepping for the worst
And I'm just hoping for the best
All that bullshit that y'all talking
Better put that shit to rest
Attitude adjustment middle finger
To the face bout to tear this bitch
Apart now tell me what you gonna
Say had that heart of a lion yeah I
Learned to be tough no excuse was
Good enough I spit my bars to shut
Them up aye

Whipping with both my arms
Rollie tick tick on my arms
Dropping these bombs like Saddam
To hot can't stop got all of my charms
No license just check out my car
Baby girl yeah I am a shooting star
Since a lil kit been known that I'm going so far
Everything that I memorize I can just mesmerize you with that shit
Smoking on zip
Fat ass lil bitch she might get a lil tip
Hop in that whip
Off of the rip we be hitting that shit yeah we hitting that
Said all that shit and I meant all that shit
And we going so far
Hitting these targets we off to Mars
Champagne, Cocaine
Blood dipping down to my neck chain
Big rocks, big Glocks
Pull up on me take your top off
I hit the shots and I don't stop
I'm rocking from they Ville they ain't ready
I got a bunch of pills, stay heavy
98 Degrees in the Chevy
I know your family ain.t ready
I'm on a lean and a Xanny
I do this shit for the family
Bad little bitch Imma ram it
Deep in the pussy God damnit
Run it up, Fuck it up, Run it up, Fuck it up
I want some cash imma stack it up
If she got a ass she can back it up
I just pull up in an Audi truck
Coke to the dome keep the semi tucked
Fuck around wit imma load yeah
Told myself id never panic shit be
Evil so satanic y'all be fake I cannot
Stand it imma keep this shit organic
Said a favor for a favor different girls
Like different flavors up and down
Like elevators watch your back they
Are some traitors uh sit back vibing to the shit i used to bop when i was
Young sit back thinking bout my
Past that got me feeling fucking
Numb I'm just prepping for the worst
And I'm just hoping for the best
All that bullshit that y'all talking
Better put that shit to rest
Attitude adjustment middle finger
To the face bout to tear this bitch
Apart now tell me what you gonna
Say had that heart of a lion yeah I
Learned to be tough no excuse was
Good enough I spit my bars to shut
Them up aye