Cop Me a Foreign
Gunna
Gunna
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Bricks, this shit finna kill these niggas (Narcos) I wanna cop me a foreign (Cop-cop me a foreign) I wanna cop me a foreign (Yeah-yeah-yeah) I wanna cop me a foreign (I wanna cop me, gonna cop me a foreign) I wanna cop me a foreign (Cop me, yeah-yeah) Chop off the top, Forgiato my rims Panama white, put the goat on my lip Ridin' on Melrose, I'm in a spaceship Rolex on my wrist when I grip the steerin' wheel I'm only runnin' with real I got my own paper, I can't sign a deal Mansion in Beverly Hills I run up a check, give a f*ck how you feel I just might teach you a lesson I cannot f*ck with no peasant I only rock VVS's VVS's in my necklace VVS's got me reckless It's Gunna-Gunna, bitch you guessed it I might say some shit impressive I might do some shit, impress you Throw it up and let you catch it Hold me down and I'ma bless you I'ma buy you some Loubs, I'ma buy you Giuseppe That money keep comin', they send it directly She suck on that dick and she give me that Becky I give her ten thousand and I don't regret it Thank God that I made it, I used to be poor You lil niggas fell off, Young Gunna still on Remember I used to rock Polo, Ralph Lauren Now I pull off the lot in a new foreign Say f*ck all you niggas, I know you ain't with me This AMG63, I gotta get it 24 inches, I want my shit lifted Ferraris and Lambs and Rolls Royce and Bentleys European wheels all through the city Cashed out, got my title and got my shit tinted Windows so dark man you can't even see in it Ridin' with the pitch like my shit is not rented I wanna cop me a foreign (Cop-cop me a foreign) I wanna cop me a foreign (Yeah-yeah-yeah) I wanna cop me a foreign (I wanna cop me, gonna cop me a foreign) I wanna cop me a foreign (Skrrt-skrrt, yeah-yeah) Chop off the top, Forgiato my rims Panama white, put the gold on my lips Ridin' on Melrose, I'm in a spaceship Rolex on my wrist when I grip the steerin' wheel I'm only runnin' with real I got my own paper, I can't sign a deal Mansion in Beverly Hills I run this shit up, give a f*ck how you feel I'm in here ridin' with the carbon Hop in and out of the foreign Most of these boys they corny They don't got no bread They runnin' around and they borin' We don't make love with these bitches Bought a new Bentley truck with the riches F*ck one, both my palms itchin' Let's have a toast and f*ck your kidneys F*ck 5-0, I know they listenin' They listenin' to everythin' yeah Better watch what you say to these bitches 'Cause in court they gonna put on air yeah I just want a band I just need a band I miss Ben Franklin I just want him back I cheated on him with Grants and Jacksons Why the f*ck I do that? But I promise I ain't gon' do it no more Oh no-no-no-no, hey I wanna cop me a foreign (Cop-cop me a foreign) I wanna cop me a foreign (Yeah-yeah-yeah) I wanna cop me a foreign (I wanna cop me, gonna cop me a foreign) I wanna cop me a foreign (Skrrt-skrrt, yeah-yeah) Chop off the top, Forgiato my rims Paint 'em all white, put the gold on the lips Ridin' on Melrose, I'm in a spaceship Patek on my wrist when I grip the steerin' wheel I'm only runnin' with real I got my own paper, I can't sign a deal Mansion in Beverly Hills I run that shit up, give a f*ck how you feel Give a f*ck how you feel All of my niggas give a f*ck how you feel F*ck around and play, (?) F*ck around and play, get your ho lil' top peeled F*ck around and play, get your ho lil' top peeled F*ck around and play, get your ho lil' top peeled We just go crazy, we don't pop the pills We can go brazy when I pop the pills We gon' go brazy when I cop the pills We gon' put cake (?) your bitch We gon' put cake on these bitches for real Play with the bitch and we savin' they kids Savin' they life and we buy 'em some heels Chanel bags by the low Hold up bitch playin', I got big rin' bloods on the low Shh, stand low, I got big bloody bloods on the low Yeah-yeah I'm on the west cost hangin' with locs Ya dig nigga? Don't fix this bitch Let 'em dig this bitch Let 'em whip the wrist Out the pot, got the bowl Get a knot, buy a Rollie Buy Pateks, put some ice around your neck Pussy on your (?) Put it on your point and click Put it on your private property Put it on your big bank Inside the pool I'm top Belly bustin' F*ck nigga bust Bad back, YSL, we don't trust you F*ck round we gon' bust you F*ck round we gon' bust you We on Gresham with Guwop, f*ck round we gon' bust you I wanna cop me a foreign (Cop-cop me a foreign) I wanna cop me a foreign (Yeah-yeah-yeah) I wanna cop me a foreign (I wanna cop me, gonna cop me a foreign) I wanna cop me a foreign (Skrrt-skrrt, yeah-yeah) Chop off the top, Forgiato my wrist Panama white, put the goat on my lip Ridin' on Melrose, I'm in a spaceship Patek on my wrist when I grip the steerin' wheel I'm only runnin' with real I got my own paper, I can't sign a deal Mansion in Beverly Hills I run that shit up, give a f*ck how you feel
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Written by: Benjamin Calame, Charles Driggers, Jeffery Williams, Mathieu Brunet, Sergio Kitchens
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