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Playboi Carti

Foreign

 

Foreign

(album: Die Lit - 2018)


You know what I'm saying man
Still drinking lean and shit

Ooh, hop in that motherfucking foreign
And that motherfucka be roaring
Big gun big, yeah show 'em
City to city, I'm touring
Lil Carti, I'm ready to pull up
All of my diamonds they glowing
Fuck on your bih, yeah
She left in the morning

Diamonds they skating on ice
Run it up bih, Jerry Rice
Aye, hurt your feelings with the price
Everything come with a price
Everything come with a price
100,000, yeah my price
Too many rings like I'm Mike
I got the muhfucking mic
I got the muhfucking ike
I told your bitch to come trike
Pass me the muhfucking mic
I'm in the lobby, I'm piped
I told that bih to come pipe
Shawty wanna fuck on the pipe
Shawty gon' lick on the pipe
I got the strap like a dyke
I got the strap, I don't fight
My diamonds they icey, aye
My diamonds they ice, they bite
Your diamonds they ight, a-ight
Ask that lil bih, what's her type?

Ooh, hop in that motherfucking foreign
And that motherfucka be roaring
Big gun big, yeah show 'em
City to city, I'm touring
Lil Carti, I'm ready to pull up
All of my diamonds they glowing
Fuck on your bih, yeah
She left in the morning

Diamonds on diamonds on diamonds
Empty your pockets and pay a lil homage
I got Pirus in the lobby
I got Pirus right behind me
Cranberry drip with the Vette
I might just pull up in bottoms
Walk in the lobby like Gotti
You can't trust me, I'm too popping
These niggas they tryna 2Pac me
Used to be robbing
Molly santana jaw locking
This Spanish bih calling me Papi
She ride me like a Bugatti
Hop in the foreign for the mileage
Peekaboo, fuck bitch I'm tired
Booted up, bih never tired

Ooh, hop in that motherfucking foreign
And that motherfucka be roaring
Big gun big, yeah show 'em
City to city, I'm touring
Lil Carti, I'm ready to pull up
All of my diamonds they glowing
Fuck on your bih, yeah
She left in the morning

done

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