Passport Junkie

Album: Last Lap (2024)
Charted: 51
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  • I trust but they do that shit every time, I said
    Tryna keep it all the way in (hm, yeah-yeah, uh, uh)
    Bahamas light work
    Turks might work (might work)
    I told her you love to party
    (T-t-turn me up, Five)
    She say I'm just getting started, damn
    Mm, pretty girls, pretty girls, pretty girls
    Turn into bad bitches, look, look

    Ain't no more holdin' her hand, it's time to expand
    She wanna get on the 'Gram and take pics in the sand
    She tryna work on her tan, you ever been to Thailand?
    We ain't gotta pack no clothes, we can shop when we land
    You want bad bitch views? What you willin' to do?
    She can't come to your room, unless it's in Tulum
    You ain't ready for her, I think you should slow your roll
    Is you ready for her? No, no, no, no, no (no, no, no)
    She's a passport junkie, spend that bread like a dummy
    Yeah, he met her on Sunday, was in the airport by Monday
    If you really gettin' money, take that girl out the country
    She like niggas that's fun, that takin' shots, gettin' blunted
    I'll do whatever for your love, it ain't no leavin' me
    Spend a million in a month, who gon' compete with me?
    I might take her to Paris, fly out her whole family
    He rented a yacht and took her to Miami

    Listen, listen, listen, I love Miami
    But she don't wanna go no more
    She don't wanna go no more
    'Cause it's not the same
    Times changed
    Oh, how the times change
    She don't wanna go no more
    She don't wanna go no more
    She's a passport junkie
    Takin' trips out the country
    Takin' trips out the country
    Oh, how the times change
    'Cause it's not the same
    Oh, how the times change (ayy, listen)
    She don't wanna go no more (if you ain't got no bag, you can't even bag her, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout)
    She don't wanna go no more (oh, youngin)
    I know he would get it man, two-hundred dollar hotel rooms and shit, used to be the shit, no sir
    Oh, how the times change
    If you ain't got no bag, man, focus on yourself, man
    If you ain't got no paper, man, focus on yourself, man Writer/s: Darius Poviliunas, Kirill Vyacheslavovich, Rodarius Green
    Publisher: CREATE MUSIC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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