Foreign (Sped Up) Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I'm sorry that i ignore ya
This shit got too easy
This rapping shit getting boring
I just bought a benz
And I'm gassing it, this bitch flooring
I don't know what she said
Because all of my bitches foreign
The whips is foreign, the bitches is foreign
Your bitch getting boring, she throwing me head
Pass me the ball and i'm scoring
I'm prolly ignoring, she sent me a text and I left her on read
I get paid just for talking, I ain't even rapping
They said I cant make it, it's fuck what you said
It's funny as fuck he was talking and now he ain't walking somewhere inna coffin, he ended up dead
I got some people who keep talking down but come to my face and you filled up with lead
She getting wet from my voice
To me getting money a choice
Am I picking the mazzi or royce
I'm taking them both for the boys
Chains on and i'm geeked up like the narcos
Capping bout them percs, I already popped those
She came with her man so i'm kill her vatos
She was shy at first but now like diamond she gon dance
Her ex was in toyota but my car was shipped from france
I can tell he don't get busy, peep his walk, look at his stance
They do not get what I'm saying, Im too rich to understand
She came to my house, it took two minutes and she bowed down
I been squeezing triggers, every gun sound like surround sounds
He was talking big, said he can fuck around and find out
She was swinging head, thirty minutes, got a goat mouth
I been stuck at the top I ain't moving I feel like i'm glued to this shit
I'm gon call my man's and he gon get em, im feeling too famous to hit
He keep talking tough, boy who you fooling, I'll smack him and do it again
They wonder how I do it, well i'll tell you, i was just destined to win
That ain't pistol, my dick is too hard
He tryna play me, ain't moving too far
Im playing the drum, ya the gun my guitar
I'm getting geeked bitch im high as the stars
I don't know why they staring
Diamonds glaring in my teeth
I been running errands, selling dirty shit to fiends
I hope you boys preparing for the day that you meet me
And i only love a thot when she cook or on her knees
I keep tryna find my competition, all I see is me
Bitch please
I need like fifty thousand for the fee or on her knees
Cant you see ?
I got anything I need
Money don't buy happiness but shit it's cool to me
She said Drifty yous a star and I said baby that's just who I am
I was born like this, been moving reckless, I ain't have no plans
She know all the lyrics to my music, she a super fan
If you need it then I got it, I can fit the whole world in these hands
Tell me if you want it, I can buy the whole world with these bands
Baby you look good but you'd look better if you lose the pants
Baby girl I'm tired
I'm sorry that i ignore ya
This shit got too easy
This rapping shit getting boring
I just bought a benz
And I'm gassing it, this bitch flooring
I don't know what she said
Because all of my bitches foreign
No she don't speak no english
My lil hoe a freak bitch
They all said I couldn't but peep it
Lil bro I did this
I need way more zeros
Ain't signing bro up the digits
Once I hear em speaking, we spinning shit like a fidget