Song: Passports
Artist:  2 Eleven
Year: 2021
Viewed: 55 - Published at: 2 years ago

[Intro]
Marvel you a dead beat

[Verse 1]
We don't rush greatness
Bitch, learn some manners and some patience
Gotta move different when you on the A-list
Still affiliated, red flag, red laces
Exotic levels, nigga, nah we don't smoke no basic
Bitch, I'm a heathen in that demon nah, you don't wanna race this
Surrounded by the realest of niggas, this ain't no fake shit
Thug motivation, write this shit off as promotion, yeah
Audemars Cartier, we treat 'em like thеy trophies, yeah
Trap kitchen, еvery other day, fuck a Mastro's
Glock 26, I take it everywhere that I go
With Marvel in the lab shit, re-rocking the vinyl, yeah
Mixing and we master it, we upload it to Tidal, yeah

[Verse 2]
My [?] a Maserati, yeah
Shawty right, shawty yeah
Niggas show they guns in the 'gram, but never shot at nothing
Body somethin
Niggas know the policy, you fuck up the bag
Back on a robbing spree
These rap niggas vomity
NIggas tryna emulate
Ain't no room for the both of us
Getting head in the driver seat, she don't care about no privacy
Obviously, born without no practice
Consistent with this hustle, visionary
Take this shit across the continent
We outta here

( 2 Eleven )
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