Foreign K Island Lyrics

S-4-L

Don't, don't, don't

Don't, don't

Warren Kiosk

Mr, Mr, Mr Landon

Nigga, nigga

But you will disown all the guys, we turn that boy to a witness

Shoot up closer from a far, but I'mma bust with precision

Niggas don't get they shoes dirty when they come to this drillin

Catch my target, blow my heat, I ain't gon' lie, I love the feelin

We posted up on foreign islands, tryna catch another hymen

When they start speakin' on my kids, that's when we droppin' the bodies

Steppin' by the gang, got them boys rollin' a rocket

And I ain't worried about the officers when they say it's decided

We fill that nigga up with hoes, he show up the mud just like a sponge

We bust his head to hit the gas, I call that shit a hit and run

He come through talkin' all his talk, then we gon' toast him like a bun

Dirty fellas, dirty weapons, yeah, we do this shit for fun

We shoot my niggas to the streets and this shit break me down

Sometimes I have these crazy thoughts about shakin' the town

It's lonely kids, you can't legit, God, I should've been round

But best believe about them killings, we purgin' the town

We catchin' bodies after bodies, scratchin' niggas off the list

I treat my topper like a poor real and my opps just like a fist

And I'ma slap him with a hollow since he wolfin' like a bitch

Just check the scores for the one we put that belt to ask bitch

And why these niggas actin' straight, knowin' damn well that they ain't with it

I'm lettin' out like 33 and I ain't talkin' Scottie Pimpin

We quit and run that nigga down, and best believe don't leave a witness

You beef with us, better not be slippin', bitch, we rollin' through the city

I peep the fake and see the snake, so I better stand for round

They try to come through the back door, bitch, I won't move around

And y'all niggas claim y'all gangsta, well, come and spend the time

And if y'all ain't tryna hit by the bitch, we'll move around