Passport Lyrics – mgk, Wiz Khalifa

Read the complete Passport Lyrics by mgk and Wiz Khalifa from the album blog era boyz along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. In case you enjoyed this track, also check out other popular releases by Mgk like Grind everyday and Family ᐳ everything.

[Verse 1: mgk, Wiz Khalifa]
Okay, I’m a little jet-lagged right now
I’m still up in the sky, ain’t touched down
I got a hundred stamps on my passport
Got a hundred grams on me, I’ma transport
And when I land, I’ma roll a baseball bat
Im in Europe in a Cleveland baseball hat
Stacking Euros for the hotel smoke fees
And the plug gonna charge like a mophie
Hit the tour group text, where we at next?
Can’t even pronounce the city, that’s a big flex
My boy a hoe he be scrolling through his index

I be chilling with my guitar and my cigarettes
17-hour flight, I’ma sleep ten
Hit the stage soon as I land and do it again
Good intеntions, some things that we won’t mention
But if you know what I know, thеm some good friendships
Coulda said long ago, this is good as it gets
But I wake up every day still in the trenches
Show up everywhere, could scent it
Now they’re here to stay like they gifted, I said it, I meant it
The road’s like that, I’m cold like that
I’m looking for my other half, tryna become whole like that
My soul’s like that, I’m chose like that
I’m elevated, so you know I gotta wear my clothes like that
Black Margiela and Idris top (??)
Cuff up the bottom of my pants, see Chanel socks
That’s about the only thing that I’ll expose like that
I’ve been broke and I’ve been broken, now I can’t go back

[Pre-Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Won’t go back, I’m this close
Memories fade away, they come and go
Won’t go back, I’m this close
Memories fade away, they come and go

[Chorus: mgk]

Someone keeps calling, keeps me from home
I go through this often, I’m back on my own
Someone keeps calling, keeps me from home
I go through this often, I’m back on my own

[Verse 2: mgk & Wiz Khalifa]
I’m back on my own again, back on the road
Feel like I got my back to the wall and if I fall, who’s gon’ catch me?
What we waiting for? I was born ready (Uh yeah)
And I don’t know when I return back, so I gotta earn the cash
To keep the same views that I’m used to
Things get more dangerous when you’re more famous
So I bought windows you can’t shoot through
Used to drink Tropicana, now it’s yuzu
Driving Cullinan, used to be an Isuzu
You know that you blew the fu*k up when you punch dude once
And now everybody’s tryna sue you
Boy, you got a couple billion views on YouTube (Oh)
Always got some weed on you, or they assume you do (Yeahahaha)
But them numbers ain’t nothing if your family struggling (Nah)
So I stay hustling, (Yep)
Sun come up, I get up with it, yeah
I’d be going even harder if I wasn’t rich (Yup)
Even at this point, pulling a double shift (Damn)
‘Cause God don’t give you weight you can’t lift, (No)
I dreamed of my life was gonna be and it was like this (Like this)
Some real movie type s*it, (Roll that s*it up)
Fu*k it, I’m about to write a script
Give everybody on the set their own zip
And maybe a bong to rip, lot of girls at the door, we let ’em all in (Uh)
When they test the turkey bag, I get all ten, yeah
That’s an undefeated season, n!gga, all win

[Chorus: mgk]
Someone keeps calling, keeps me from home
I go through this often, I’m back on my own
Someone keeps calling, keeps me from home
I go through this often, I’m back on my own