SOB X RBE – Pass the Mic Lyrics

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

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I heard them niggas back, your time is up
Bitch, pass the mic, I got some hot shit in the cut
Nigga 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 niggas back, your time is up
Bitch, pass the mic, I got some hot shit in the cut
Nigga 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
Shit 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 niggas ain’t gon’ learn like his whole life he been retarded
Niggas 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 nigga soundin’ like DaBoii, then I’m gon’ lose it
Droppin’ legends on the mic like I’m above my own influence
I know niggas who ain’t up that I could call when I be down
I know this nigga’s only acting hard when we around
But you ain’t gotta lie to kick it, to them niggas and them bitches
Why would I tote a stock if I’m that nigga wit’ extensions?

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I heard them niggas back, your time is up
Bitch, pass the mic, I got some hot shit in the cut
Nigga 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 nigga’s back, your time is up
Bitch, pass the mic, I got some hot shit in the cut
Nigga 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]
Bitch, pass the mic, I got some hot shit in the cut
Bitch, I got a spit so tasty like there’s Wocky in the cup
This nigga’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 fuck you gon’ run with bullets flyin’ out that mini van?
How many wishin’ death upon a nigga? Know it’s many men
Damn right, when I’m in the club, I brought the blicky in
All my niggas 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 fuck with them, and I’ma smack you with the gleek
Bitch, wanna impress me? Walk on water then
And when it’s work to be done, you be callin’ in
Bitch thought that I was broke, I coulda bought the bitch
G23, wanna ball like Mike, I got a ballin’ fist
On the gang, nigga

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I heard them niggas back, your time is up
Bitch, pass the mic, I got some hot shit in the cut
Nigga 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 nigga’s back, your time is up
Bitch, pass the mic, I got some hot shit in the cut
Nigga 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]
Nigga, everywhere I go, these niggas tryna be the gang
Everywhere I go, these niggas tryna ride the wave
We be slidin’ with them Glocks, masked up like Kane
I keep that shit 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 bitch ’til I came
I told her, “Shake it like a red nose, bitch” like I’m Sage
My jewelry came from Karl, I don’t fuck with Johnny Dang
Everything big body when we swervin’ through them lanes
She gave me stupid head like the bitch ain’t got no brains
SO motherfucking B, that’s some shit you can’t bang
A motherfuckin’ beast, that’s some shit you can’t tame
Like my nigga T.O. said, “Boy, you niggas’ time up”
Ain’t trippin’ off a sucka ’cause I keep a nine tucked
Everybody in this bitch with a stick, fired up
And I bet a body drop if a nigga try us, bitch

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I heard them niggas back, your time is up
Bitch, pass the mic, I got some hot shit in the cut
Nigga 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 nigga’s back, your time is up
Bitch, pass the mic, I got some hot shit in the cut
Nigga get to talking crazy, got a chopper in the trunk
I meant to ask you, “Why your favorite rapper rapping like he us?”

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