South in a Beamer (feat. Luh Dee Osama)
The Rich Foreigner
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The rich foreigner, Luh Shaun I'm speed racing,taking it south Swap the place out, I'm changing the route All them shootouts on Seward Drive,banging it out It's a drought in the city, I'm taking this south Fighting demons all night, point the gun in my mouth Fall asleep on the couch, I wake up & see mouse Beall Drive,Buckroe,we trap out the house Roadrunning right now, I'm taking this south And nigga,I stacked up 10 4am, ATM typing in Pins On a fed call, nigga, I'm talking to Luh Ben Playin' both sides, nigga get slapped with this gen She said she wanna take a trip, I take her to japan I'm riding in the whip,I'm riding with them fans Just me and cuz riding with a couple of them bands These niggas be pillow-talking, that ain't your mans Middle of Ramadan, I'm committing sins Step hard, nigga, I kill with a grin Nigga, I'm a snake, got snaked by my kin I walk in the jid, put my sins in the wind Early morning, I'm clocking, I'm coming at 10 I'm rocking the Glock, I'm dropping the gen I'm robbing and bopping, I'm riding Luh Ben What you smoking on?, I'm pissing on dead ass men With cuz in the whip with a full-auto G-Lock Hop out the whip,trying to knock off this tree top Nigga,Finger be itching,whenever I see opps Luh Shaun in the kitchen, tryna whip up the rerock Bussdown on they rip,make a nigga whole street hot Yeah, hop out the whip, make a nigga whole street hot Ha,the rich foreigner Bitch And nigga, I'm playing with 50 Hop out the car and I'm shooting that switchy Niggas been pussy, ain't never been with me Got the drop on that spot, nigga, who going with me? Told Brody, I'm sliding, he coming to get me Had to knock off his man, he was moving too iffy Put a shot in the spine, he was running too quickly Heard he dropping a dime,I just call him it's picky Shorty ask am I outside?, I just threw up a 60 New Beamer, nigga, I'm switching the 50 nigga, put dog food straight in the city Baby Arp,hold 2 of them titties Drank fresh out the pharmacy, clog my kidney Point me to his grave nigga, cause nigga I'm pissy Spin me back to the trap, cause I'm busy Got the gat in my lap, spending blocks until I'm dizzy 17 out my top with a Glock and a Drizzy I pull up to your home for a hug and a kissy You don't blow up my phone, but I know that you miss me She In love with the scent,she just wanna sniff me 448 grams, I'm selling them blickys Calm down from a E pill, nigga getting itchy K-Subu with a Glock in a Hemi I'm dropping them rocks and I'm buying on all Semis At papa crib, I was scraping up pennies And back in the day, ain't have no money for no Dennie's
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Written by: Crishaun Lee aka The Rich Foreigner, Luh Osama
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