Pass Her To The Homie

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & YG] Dolla $ign Mustard on the beat, ho [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign] I'm a beast, I'm a dawg If you're a Pushaz Ink bitch, I'm a boss I raise my middle finger up to the low Got your main bitch along my boast Lable game hoe, we been all around the world fuckin' bitches Every pass 'em hoes right to my Cali's swag niggas Ever ask a question, bitch, stole in the path, nigga Never call me Hollywood, call me Westside nigga Dolla $ign, you know I got hoes on my dick In this one it's twenty racks and show a little bit I got Mustard on the beat, yeah we got another one And I mess my all money, so about another girl I ain't got a body call but I got a double M Niggas, BTB when I pull a gun on him It was me and TC and my nigga Yung and him Taking niggas, bitches like we pull to fuck and gonnin 'em, Dolla [Chorus: Yung & Ty Dolla $ign] Aye girl, don't act like you don't know me I'm in this bitch and I came with the brodies Oh, that's your man that you would to tell me So when I hit, I'ma pass her to the homies I'ma pass her to the homie Pass her to the homie Pass her to the homie Pass her to the homie Woah, yeah [Verse 2: Yung] Aye bitch, let a nigga come through Drag me, see the sun I go run to I'm with the homie, so you know that I gotta come soon I know you with it, so don't tell me what you want do So rag boy, got a lame nigga goin' out I probably to come, so these low hoes choose out Your nigga's lame, so you know you better choose us Fast lane like you're just my [?] TY Dolla, tell these hoes to holla it If they ain't tryna fuck in this shit they even ballin' New shoes Prada, sick no jock in And now too high [?], she been movin' with her walker Said she's with the big, so I make the girl show me Then I pass her to the homie like some OE My name Yung, girl, don't act like you don't know me I beat to meet off the pussy leave it brawl in, aye [Chorus: Yung & Ty Dolla $ign] Aye girl, don't act like you don't know me I'm in this bitch and I came with the brodies Oh, that's your man that you would to tell me So when I hit, I'ma pass her to the homies I'ma pass her to the homie Pass her to the homie Pass her to the homie Pass her to the homie Woah, yeah [Verse 3: Joe Moses] Haa, I'm Coby with the sister and I be all on that bitch and you don't love 'em, just two minutes I just be fucking, why you sick? She be trash, such you pick And when we've talking 'bout that bitch and you've been talking 'bout my dick, get it? Beat it, lights green grid it Read about your school but a [?] bitches need it Tongue on her pussy, I didn't even have to eat it I just pull out my penis and let her grab, I seen her Haa, I've been slutin' with the sluts Cuffin' on that bitch What the hell, is you nuts? I met her in the room, she was straight from my nuts I never a man's trash, this your luck I remember I won't call that bitch, go off [?] Meels, hit it once so you know the pussy's ready Hit it all night, man the hill it was [?] Passed her all around not the Cucci like Jelly, haha [Chorus: Yung & Ty Dolla $ign] Aye girl, don't act like you don't know me I'm in this bitch and I came with the brodies Oh, that's your man that you would to tell me So when I hit, I'ma pass her to the homies I'ma pass her to the homie Pass her to the homie Pass her to the homie Pass her to the homie Woah, yeah