Passport Kingz

Lyrics

[Intro: Raekwon & Termanology] Yo When you gonna stop playin' games with God? Uh-huh (Statik Selektah) Right Take the Lord serious Back against the wall again, right? [Verse 1: Raekwon] Leather gloves, god Miniature macs and snubs, god Hit piff in the glass tub, god Jar full of ganja Two Pyrexes rep, god Whip, cargo, the jet, god Coast of swaggin' niggas We the reason that coke prices dropped I had to stop overchargin' niggas They cake cakey and be flakey Them niggas get trapped now Payout time'll get you clapped down Fire escape shooters, hoodrat boosters This is Mogul rap, who got the juice, kid? Or the source, resourceful niggas done lost Heads knocked off, swamped you Yeah, they slept in a Porsche Ain't tryna be no tough guy, not no bluff guy I'm just a rough guy, the fuckin' slug fly And this is all for the paper, baby Silverbacks who stay max and lay the gravy [Chorus: Termanology] Passport Kings, flex all around the globe Hand, wrist, neck like a pot of gold Silk robes and minks, like the O.G.'s Thirty-six O-Z's, baby, that's a whole key Passport Kings, flex all around the globe Hand, wrist, neck like a pot of gold Silk robes and minks, like the O.G.'s Thirty-six O-Z's, baby, that's a whole key [Verse 2: Termanology] Uh, thirty-six hollow tips and a dirty blick Thirty-six diamonds in my ring knockin' 36 Chambers All in the whip, while I burn the piff Thirty-six O's I could whip, that's a dirty brick, we chop Yo, old ladies call him Diablo Hunnid guns on the premises, like Pablo Go and throw it in the pot, watch the rock flow We don't praise them false gods, we praise Chapo Amenities like Kennedys or Genovese I'll merrily drink the blood of my enemies Like Grenadine, my recipe is from Medellín Louis XV, respectfully, I'm a better king Chillin' with salt and starin' at these hideous sculptures On my arm, see the prettiest vultures Thousand dollar bullets with etched names Now my connect changed So much white look like the X-Games [Chorus: Termanology] Passport Kings, flex all around the globe Hand, wrist, neck like a pot of gold Silk robes and minks, like the O.G.'s Thirty-six O-Z's, baby, that's a whole key Passport Kings, flex all around the globe Hand, wrist, neck like a pot of gold Silk robes and minks, like the O.G.'s Thirty-six O-Z's, baby, that's a whole key