Pass The Cans Video (MV)

Ooooh oooh
It's not over
Ooooh oooh
It's not over
Pass the cans off to my mans
Pass the cans off to my mans
Pass the cans off
Pass the cans off
To my mans, wit no hands
Pass the cans off to my mans
Pass the cans off to my mans
Pass the cans off
Pass the cans off
To my mans, wit no hands
It's bout time for a new
Like the number '46' from the '23
I done gained a big appetite
To change your soul and your mind
Aiming at you with no hype
Put these pros in a line, show'm how to take flight
If they soul hit decline, I'm tagging toes and recline
Who taught these fake rappers how to rhyme
Yo who taught these fake rappers how to rhyme
Listen I ain't got no time to be orchestrating lines, just to occupy a signature
Tell me who's responsible for turning rap music into trap house literature
I don't know what you was thinking 'bout
Instead of thinking you shoulda been thinking out
This is here is HIP-HOP. No longer trap
Bought to wrap it in some plastic, put that real back on the map
I'm tryna tell you ain't no contest
'Cause we the best when it comes to being blessed
I don't think you possess the knowledge to pass the test
So Ima grab a diploma and tell you about the rest
Yes
Everything I say legible
Catch me in the kitchen cooking up the vegetables
With a beautifully intelligent woman that's wedible
Making sure I'm keeping G.O.D. on a pedestal
Pass the cans off to my mans
Pass the cans off to my mans
Pass the cans off
Pass the cans off
To my mans, wit no hands
Pass the cans off to my mans
Pass the cans off to my mans
Pass the cans off
Pass the cans off
To my mans, wit no hands
Spiritual flow in full effect
Sword in my hand coming for your neck
Yeah you looking scary, but don't pose a threat
Don't think I sweat 'cause my nose wet
Middle of nowhere, you need courage dog
Casting out them demons into the hogs
Jumpin' off the cliff, them some wild hogs
Think they too fly, they bout to fall
Think you too fly, you just too tall
Ru Paul
Trapped rapper
You ain't gotta trap to be a trapped rapper
'Dopting record labels as your new Papa
Old lyrics over new beats
How you hot boy?
That coyote mindset ain't new, see
I'm the roadrunner
Beep! Beep!
You a weak sheep, wrapped in wolf clothes
Better be yourself 'fore you too old
Better pray to G.O.D. he bring back your soul
'Fore you be without some slippers and your robe
What you thought was gone happen when you broke the code?
(What you thought was gone happen when you broke the code?)
What you thought was gone happen when you broke the code?
Try to see a hundred fold?
Hell No!