Foreign Songtext
von kiryano

IvvY
Yeah (yeah)
Yeah

Land in LA, I got service, don′t need no hotel
Pull up to the stage, I pull out AMG, no Rover
I can feel the heat, I can feel it gettin' closer
I love all my foreign fans that tell me to fly over
Balenci′ my pants, Balenciaga bottle of water
All my friends are baked, yeah, I'm fried yeah, I'm toasted


Three thousand my fit, I don′t post it
Loud, yeah, I smoke it, sticky like some Post-Its
Please don′t talk to me, like I don't wanna speak or focus
I get high girl, sorry, I don′t got no emotions
Back seat, feet up, yeah I'm rollin′, I'm rollin′
Off these Wall Street drugs, Maradona, yeah, I'm ballin'
I look you up, yeah, all your swag is stolen
I′m a foreign boy so I′ma pull up in a foreign
Yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah

Land in LA, I got service, don't need no hotel
Pull up to the stage, I pull out AMG, no Rover
I can feel the heat, I can feel it gettin′ closer
I love all my foreign fans that tell me to fly over
Balenci' my pants, Balenciaga bottle of water
All my friends are baked, yeah, I′m fried yeah, I'm toasted

Margiela′s on my feet, split toe look like an animal
He said he want beef but I don't know if he got ammo
That boy sending bites to my swag he gon' take it
I can′t look him in his face, ′cause he fake and I can't take it
Know you wanna see me baby, but I cannot make it there
AMG Mercedes but I ain′t even fuckin' make it yet
Know I drive you crazy-azy but you still get naked for me
Denim cost a lot, Givenchy, I ain′t even pay for them
(Know I drive you crazy-azy but you still get naked for me)
(Denim cost a lot, Givenchy, I ain't even pay for them) Yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah


Land in LA, I got service, don′t need no hotel
Pull up to the stage, I pull out AMG, no Rover
I can feel the heat, I can feel it gettin' closer
I love all my foreign fans that tell me to fly over
Balenci' my pants, Balenciaga bottle of water
All my friends are baked, yeah, I′m fried yeah, I′m toasted

Nah, nah
Yeah
Land in LA, I got service, don't need no hotel
Pull up to the stage, I pull out AMG, no Rover
I can feel the heat, I can feel it gettin′ closer
I love all my foreign fans that tell me to fly over
Balenci' my pants, Balenciaga bottle of water
All my friends are baked, yeah, I′m fried yeah, I'm toasted
Know you wanna see me baby but I cannot make it there
AMG Mercedes but I ain′t even fuckin'- fuckin'- make
Know you wanna see me baby but I cannot make it there
AMG Mercedes but I ain′t even fuckin′ make it yet
Know I drive you crazy-azy but you still get naked for me
Denim cost a lot, Givenchy, I ain't even pay for them
(Know I drive you crazy-azy but you still get naked for me)
(Denim cost a lot, Givenchy I ain′t even pay for them)