PASSPORTS Lyrics

Cigars in the rain,

My passport pages all stained with merlot

The herb purple,

We rolled it up and got vertigo

Now we smoking and drinking, but shit

I wish she was you

The bitch be

Bout orgasms and sarcasm when she with me

Stay tropical through December,

Our skin tone burnt sienna

And the malachite on my wrist

Smells like chocolate in Vienna

Flew the girl up from Southern Florida,

Told her it was a secret

And when I tell her I'm cumming,

She asks me if she can keep it, like

Yeah

One headlight with my one-night stand

Slept in late,

Woke up on a chaise,

A note said that she would come right back

And the bitch never fucked like that for her man

Cyan skies in her eyes when she arch that back and need religion

I love the bitch, but she dumb when she cum

Got blotter hits for each 151

And I'm up when the sun hit noon,

Chilling in the room til we hit that peak

Then we hit that beach

Black sand on her tan ass cheeks

And the cash can't pay for that

But you cats gon hate on that,

It's what a nigga asked for

New planes and nude dames and new stamps inside of my passport

New stamps inside of my passport

New stamps inside of my passport

New stamps inside of my passport