Tourist

I told that broad to hold it down
When I ain't around
Promise I'm gone get it now
Ain't winding down

Space ship to the moon
Come be my Tourist
Bye bitch see you soon
Come be my Tourist

Tourist
I'm in orbit
Check the forecast
Can't ignore this

We pulled over the car at the liquor store
And if these bitches ain't as fresh as me then what we in here for?
Whoa!

Never heard of Knox?
Man fuck is you saying?
Get the fuck out my way
I might jump out this plane
If I fall to my death
Man fuck what a shame
What the fuck am I saying?
Man I'm fucking insane

Ride to the sky so blue
There's nicer views
Nicer tunes
I wanna fly with you
And if I do
An eye for two

All of these drugs that you buy
Got you fucked up
Ain't by my surprise when you're high
Think I might cry tonight
I feel fucked up
Think I might die oh my

I told that broad to hold it down
When I ain't around
Promise I'm gone get it now
Ain't winding down

Space ship to the moon
Come be my Tourist
Bye bitch see you soon
Come be my Tourist

Tourist
I'm in orbit
Check the forecast
Can't ignore this

Let a real nigga take a taste
I ain't stunning I ain't fucking with fakes
We're hitting the club then we're back at my place
I'm fucking your bitch and I'm making her late

I might sin again
Always stay out when it's lit
For this life I cannot change
Only percs no cigarettes

Told her come and be my tourist
We'll fly out to orbit
We'll pop them pills until it's morning
No no no you can't ignore this
Can't force it
No law fit
I'm back in the mosh pit
I'm on it

That's that god feeling whoah
I'm always down on the low
Night fill up Shows
With them high hitta's flows

Tourist



Credits
Writer(s): Knox Peyton
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