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I just got me a rental
I wish that it was a foreign
I been in my f****** bag you mothafu**** snoring. I went n scooped up my homie he had to cope

Yeah
I can not see shit through these Dolce Gabbana lenses
Vision felt too boring had to make that shit expensive
Need my whips all foreign, we need

kati
Clean vibes bugatti night life this base you know the vibes
Shawty my taste the plate is foreign i think you horny amazing story
Lay back smoke some

Bank

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Chorus:
Im headed to the bank in dis foreign to take out some racks.
Smoking haze wit a bad bitch, she gone let me hit

They're gonna ask, “where my gun at?”
I don't need one, ‘cause I stay hot
Locking the game up, call it Kay Flock

My rapping is foreign like Fivi
I don't

yeah, smokin' on gelato
Think she got real mad when I pulled a foreign model
I don't even want her like that, she wanted me just for the swag
Come on just

number I'm calling o
Ti Hennessy ti wó body o
Gbemi jaiye foreign o
Ligali omo ti o common
Fijabi na only she her mama born
Bata jesu lori Gucci
She's

Yeah, I guess you shinning
But, is it foreign gold
Yeah, that shawty fine
But, is she foreign though
Get money from the homies, yeah that's foreign dough

kiss in the bleachers
She gone suck me up until her knees hurt
I spilt wokyana on my T-Shirt
This not rick
This is vet
She want sex
I want checks
Foreign

Man this whip ain't foreign this a muscle car
In this bitch they feel it they know who we are

Man this whip ain't foreign this a muscle car
When we

Toot it up just call me sempai
Smoking on these runts
Got me slump it got me bye bye

I want foreign food
Let's get foreign food
She wants taco bell
This

Uh
How you let me just pull-up in a foreign
Serving them junkies now I just be touring
I thank god for everything I wanted
Now my momma she ain't

land foreign, smoking out the mason jar
Making money when I'm snoring
Pulling strings, no guitar
Gotta home in the hill and a bitch
Her name is Lauren

skrt skrt skrt skrt yeah
Tried to put you on but you
Dont wanna listen to me
Put you in the foreign baby
You is different to me
Double c's on every purse

Foreign made drop top whips
Bankroll Bank head rich like tip
Iced out AP real big drip
Pop champagne win championships
Paid in full in the streets

I pull up push start 23 this ain't a foreign
I prolly go and jump off cliff to get up top cause shit been boring
I never let my guard down keep my

Light is touching me
But it just gets darker
And the days get harder
And I can barely see
While the light goes under
It's a foreign Wonder

New days

or a foreign, I'm just saying that it's worn
Your fabric, I'm saying that it's torn
Looking raggedy faggoty yeah, you getting warm
And I'm glad to be had to be

[Chorus: Yung Bruh]
I'm fucking that bih like a pornstar
Then I dipped, then I dipped out of the foreign car
I'm on my grind, Darkstar
I'm on my

Bad bitch tall heels all ass
Push start the foreign haul ass
Six pounds of loud all gas
Brick on me now all glass
My right wrist keep blinging

them guns
They my sons,
Back to the guns,
We will use some handguns,
Smoke that pack to my lungs,
I`m foreign in my brain mary jane and plain jane,

talkin' bout nothin', you wastin' my time
I fucked up her body, I get in her spine
That switch out the foreign without even tryin
Caught him down lacking

Another sunrise in an aisle seat, and I'm missing you again. We went dancing on a foreign Street, to a song that we made up. Well my minds a buzz, I'm

Im foreign Car, sip exotic Soda
Das mein Tool, das nicht mein Boner
Ich smoke fünf Blunts, pour ne Four up
Ist das Zwölf, pick nicht das Phone up