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Foreign Songtext
Rolling in that foreign this a trap car
Rolling a McLaren this a fast car
I′m speeding in that highway like a track star
All this bling on me like I'm a rockstar
Write me up a check count money faster
Praying on my foes like I′m a pastor
Fuck boy don't you try me you's a bastard
Put my bitch in handcuffs then arrest her
Don′t be talking shit cuz I′m your master
If you talking bullshit you gon turn to Casper
That bitch acting crazy so I left her
These voices in my head cracking like laughter
Ugh
I am with the shit
Ohh ohh oh
I am really it
Ugh ugh
I am with the shit
Ohh ohh oh
I am really it
Ugh ugh
When I pop out I'm the shit
Pop out I′m a hit
When I pop out I'm the shit
Pop out I′m a hit
When I pop out I'm the shit
Pop out I′m a hit
When I pop out I'm the shit
Pop out I'm a hit
I′m a boss like I′m Hugo
Got big guns like bazooka
Hola I'm papi chulo
Puffing smoke like a hookah
Throwing ones for them hooters
Shake that ass for them bloopers
Bounce that thing for my niggas
Twerk something for them hunids
We some snipers and hunters
Face down ass up and bottoms
We gon pop us some bottles
Weed so strong can′t keep balance
In the club I see booties clappin up like it's a challenge
Pour it up we getting lit another one Dj Khaled
Aye
Rolling in that foreign this a trap car
Rolling a McLaren this a fast car
I′m speeding in that highway like a track star
All this bling on me like Im a rockstar
Write me up a check count money faster
Praying on my foes like I'm a pastor
Fuck boy don′t you try me you's a bastard
Put my bitch in handcuffs then arrest her
Don't be talking shit cuz I′m your master
If you talking bullshit you gon turn to Casper
That bitch she acting crazy so I left her
These voices in my head cracking like laughter
Ugh
I am wit the shit
Ohh ohh oh
I am really it
Ugh ugh
I am with the shit
Ohh ohh oh
I am really it
Ugh ugh
Rolling a McLaren this a fast car
I′m speeding in that highway like a track star
All this bling on me like I'm a rockstar
Write me up a check count money faster
Praying on my foes like I′m a pastor
Fuck boy don't you try me you's a bastard
Put my bitch in handcuffs then arrest her
Don′t be talking shit cuz I′m your master
If you talking bullshit you gon turn to Casper
That bitch acting crazy so I left her
These voices in my head cracking like laughter
Ugh
I am with the shit
Ohh ohh oh
I am really it
Ugh ugh
I am with the shit
Ohh ohh oh
I am really it
Ugh ugh
When I pop out I'm the shit
Pop out I′m a hit
When I pop out I'm the shit
Pop out I′m a hit
When I pop out I'm the shit
Pop out I′m a hit
When I pop out I'm the shit
Pop out I'm a hit
I′m a boss like I′m Hugo
Got big guns like bazooka
Hola I'm papi chulo
Puffing smoke like a hookah
Throwing ones for them hooters
Shake that ass for them bloopers
Bounce that thing for my niggas
Twerk something for them hunids
We some snipers and hunters
Face down ass up and bottoms
We gon pop us some bottles
Weed so strong can′t keep balance
In the club I see booties clappin up like it's a challenge
Pour it up we getting lit another one Dj Khaled
Aye
Rolling in that foreign this a trap car
Rolling a McLaren this a fast car
I′m speeding in that highway like a track star
All this bling on me like Im a rockstar
Write me up a check count money faster
Praying on my foes like I'm a pastor
Fuck boy don′t you try me you's a bastard
Put my bitch in handcuffs then arrest her
Don't be talking shit cuz I′m your master
If you talking bullshit you gon turn to Casper
That bitch she acting crazy so I left her
These voices in my head cracking like laughter
Ugh
I am wit the shit
Ohh ohh oh
I am really it
Ugh ugh
I am with the shit
Ohh ohh oh
I am really it
Ugh ugh
Writer(s): Ibrahim Kabba Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

