Passports

I just copped a flight
Soon as I touch down in your city
I'ma need that green to keep me high
I just copped a flight
Soon as I touch down in your city
I'ma need that green to keep me high

Pull up to the spot high as ever, niggas know the code
Out in London, I got my dogs with me
Bitches love us cause we keep it realer than most
They love the way I talk
I blend in like I'm from the ends
But I just flown in from New York
What's the word, business is jumping
Milk hit my line, Phaze bring the haze, strippers on the way
Came to hit my line, ring blinking from the energy
I'm everywhere like surround sound
You niggas can never get rid of me
What the fuck you thought dog, I been glowing
Catch us now getting passports

I just copped a flight
Soon as I touch down in your city
I'ma need that green to keep me high
I just copped a flight
Soon as I touch down in your city
I'ma need that green to keep me high
I just copped a flight
Soon as I touch down in your city
I'ma need that green to keep me high

From dollars to pounds, pound to euros, euros to yen
Been keeping it thorough, we flying again
I land in Kyoto, they taking my photo
When I hop out the Benz we flying again
On my way to the ends
Just check out the logo, we been doing this
From there to Paris
Barcelona to Girona
Berlin out to Belgium
I almost missed my flight in Copenhagen
I was drunk and high but I made it

I just copped a flight
Soon as I touch down in your city
I'ma need that green to keep me high
I just copped a flight
Soon as I touch down in your city
I'ma need that green to keep me high
I just copped a flight
Soon as I touch down in your city
I'ma need that green to keep me high
I just copped a flight
Soon as I touch down in your city
I'ma need that green to keep me high
I'ma need that green to keep me high



Credits
Writer(s): Ross Birchard, Remy Banks
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