Lyrics Young Scooter

Young Scooter

Pass Around

We just pass around drank, everybody leanin'

Pass around molly, everybody geekin'

Pass around blunts, everybody chiefin'

Pass around hoes, everybody freaky

We just pass around blunts, everybody chiefin'

Pass around drank, everybody leanin'

Pass around molly, everybody geekin'

Pass around bitches, everybody freaky

Lil' Mexico City, we pass around plugs

Young Scooter and Big Bank, they passion' out drugs

Ridin' past the police, middle fingers up

I'm quarterback passin', only difference I'm throwin' drugs

Gucci passed me a plug, I passed his ass to Sonny

He wanna cut me off 'cause I keep fuckin' up the money

I pass him a lick so I get half of the money

Magic City money, Scooter passin' out hundreds

I'm passin' out pints, Free Decatur Ice

We passin' niggas hoes around, every day and night

Pass through security, no ID, I'm on the flight

Leanin' like a fool, geeked up off that dirty Sprite

Man, I pass around bitches, pass around triggers

Pass around a nigga 'cause I don't fuck with niggas

I might pass around your sister, ol' hatin' ass nigga

These hoes passin' out Patron, I drink lean not liquor

I'm not a Ciroc boy, I'm a Double Block Boy

And it's Pimps Ahoy, not Chips Ahoy, and I'm a Block Boy

I'mma pull up to the flame in my drop top toy

Guwop pass you the highway, you don't want it with your boy

That's your girl? Now she's Georgia's most wanted with your boy

Put them goons on you, you'd think your house was haunted by your boy

Sticks and stones can't break your bones, but these sticks'll cut your ass out

They brought the news to your baby mama and she passed out

We gon' pass around Rola, and I pass around loud

And I'm thoroughly respected, you can ask around town

Sippin' on brown, puttin' my shit down

Y'all ain't fly, might as well drown, y'all actors ride like an impound

Put on it, hoe, at all my shows, trained to go

All my soldiers trained to go, album and my chain is gold

You don't want it, me and Guwop cold stuntin'

Whole summer, whole town, hoe, we third in goal runnin'

I'mma pass around lean, my Houston bitch gon' call me

Passed her off to Andre, never gave her sharp

Not like Andre and Big Boi, but like Outkast I give her good bone

Good God, pass around gift, I'm passin' out flow, work!