Foriegn Lyrics

Stack up this paper like poker chips (yeah, uh)

Fendi my bag

Fuck nigga you can't afford this shit

Drippin' this swag

Look at my tag, this that foreign shit

I like that foreign shit

I like them foreign whips

I need a foreign bitch

We could shoot porn clips (uh)

Bitch make it clap

She go straight to the head like a Suorin, bitch

I can't even take it, lil' shawty too freaky

She wanna fuck me all night, every time we get geeky

Shit I'm smoking too loud, I can't hear what you speaking

This here thirty percent guaranteed have you tweakin'

But I need it

I'm working hard 'round the clock even weekends

No time to stress on a bitch, I got demons

I can't get to close to no trick, they want semen

Got a full metal condom, some shit you you ain't seen yet

Oh yeah my nigga I mean it

You know it's NTG, I'm a young evil genius

Sippin' on Hennessy, hella gas like a Prius

You don't like what I'm saying, you can suck on my penis

Yeah, read it and weep, bitch

My niggas not with the games this ain't sequence

My team pull up on the scene, it's a scene, bitch

Got these bitches all on us, they know we gettin' rich

She could tell that I'm ballin, just look at my fit (yeah)

I'm fresh as fuck

Versace my shirt, I work till I hurt

So I can get buried in gucci and stuff, yeah

I got the package man

I'm bout to send it through traffic man

All for the bag, I'm not slackin man

Run up these racks till I'm stackin' M's (yeah, yeah)

Stack it tall (real tall)

Young nigga ball till he fuckin fall (till I fall)

Hoes come in threes just like Chris Paul

She said she want a ring just like Chris Paul

God damn

Stack up this paper like poker chips (yeah, uh)

Fendi my bag

Fuck nigga you can't afford this shit

Drippin' this swag

Look at my tag, this that foreign shit

I like that foreign shit

I like them foreign whips

I need a foreign bitch

We could shoot porn clips (uh)

Bitch make it clap

She go straight to the head like a Suorin, bitch

Speed down your block in that coupe

He seen I had his bitch ridin' with he want shoot

Young nigga high like the roof

I get geeked in broad day like it's Amsterdam foo'

Lil' nigga don't got a clue

But Lil TG I'm Blue, shawty called me a dawg and it's true

Still she wanna see what it do

Nigga slidin' on these beats, like my flow got the flu

Keep a few hoes like I'm Lou

Got my shooters right here they might shoot sum at you

I'm blessed like I said "achoo"

These lil' niggas be stressed every time that we move

Bad lil' foreign lil' bitch she wanna fuck on my crew

That was your wife, that bitch choosing

Talking down have the gang on yo ass like time True's

Nigga you lose

Stack up this paper like poker chips (yeah, uh)

Fendi my bag

Fuck nigga you can't afford this shit

Drippin' this swag

Look at my tag, this that foreign shit

I like that foreign shit

I like them foreign whips

I need a foreign bitch

We could shoot porn clips (uh)

Bitch make it clap

She go straight to the head like a Suorin, bitch

Stack up this paper like poker chips (yeah, uh)

Fendi my bag

Fuck nigga you can't afford this shit

Drippin' this swag

Look at my tag, this that foreign shit

I like that foreign shit

I like them foreign whips

I need a foreign bitch

We could shoot porn clips (uh)

Bitch make it clap

She go straight to the head like a Suorin, bitch