Rank (Passport P) Pi'erre Bourne

[Verse 1]
Quit holdin' back, just talk
I let my money talk
I let these hoes do the politics
Gimme mouth, yeah, gimme lip
Gimme dome, yeah, scholarship
Don't know who you fuckin' with
Ran it up on us again
Yeah, I had the plus again
Tired, liked it's Michelin
If she wake me up, let's fuck again
Hold up, where my rubbers is?
You can't have no fuckin' kids
I take her round the world on trips
Yeah we got a bucket-list

[Verse 2]
Passport please, come explore with me
Come be Dora, please
I'ma swipe this V
Chain cold, below degrees
Got in the cold, I freeze
Love my section, go to sleep
Tell her friend, she in love with me
I remember I had no dough, but she was still on go
Say she in love with my soul, but I don't know what you want
I tried, I tried
If you don't believe me, tell me why
When you wanna see me? I ain't got no time
Now tell me are you mad, are you sad, at me?
Runnin' up my bag, my cash, and my dough
She be keepin' tabs, yeah, tabs on my hoes
She think that she knows, but she don't even know