CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Foreign
Aye, aye
Aye, I'm in New York, I'm getting high
Hop out the Porsche, get in the ride (?)
That b*t*h a dork, I tell her to slide
Hop in that sport
I do this lil sh*t here for sport
He isn't nothing, he [?]
Ion want yo hoe, she annoyin'
I'm in yo b*t*h like a fork
Stack it up like I'm building a fort
Spin the 'Vette like we goin' on tour (?)
Money running cause a n***a be bored
Yeah, he talkin' down, I'ma shoot at the floor
I run out of money, go get me some more
I don't even want that b*t*h, think she a foreigner (?)
I got on Prada, I feel like I'm Satan
I might pull up in a spaceship
That is yo main b*t*h, but she ate d**k
We know she ain't sh*t, I won't say sh*t
He talkin' down, [?]
N***as talk down and they nameless
Maison Margiela, but he rocking [?]
Got off my flight, but I landed in Vegas
Wait, you are not [?] Why you givin' me dap?
Ain't talking money, n***a, I'll look back
Run to the money, he comin' in last
Talk down, that's yo a**
I heard yo hoe up for grabs
I heard yo latest single was trash
My n***as walk down, no mask
Damn, he scrapin' up change to get on the bus
Wait, I want the bread like crust
N***as be hatin', I don't give a f**k
He talkin' down, we [?] it up
Wait, and I can't wait 'til we up
B*t*h, I'm with Boof, and we smokin' on Runtz
Shoot at the roof if he thinkin' he tough (?)
Aye, aye
Aye, I'm in New York, I'm getting high
Hop out the Porsche, get in the ride (?)
That b*t*h a dork, I tell her to slide
Hop in that sport
I do this lil sh*t here for sport
He isn't nothing, he [?]
Ion want yo hoe, she annoyin'
I'm in yo b*t*h like a fork
Stack it up like I'm building a fort
Spin the 'Vette like we goin' on tour (?)
Money running cause a n***a be bored
Yeah, he talkin' down, I'ma shoot at the floor
I run out of money, go get me some more
I don't even want that b*t*h, think she a foreigner (?)
Aye, aye
Aye, I'm in New York, I'm getting high
Hop out the Porsche, get in the ride (?)
That b*t*h a dork, I tell her to slide
Hop in that sport
I do this lil sh*t here for sport
He isn't nothing, he [?]
Ion want yo hoe, she annoyin'
I'm in yo b*t*h like a fork
Stack it up like I'm building a fort
Spin the 'Vette like we goin' on tour (?)
Money running cause a n***a be bored
Yeah, he talkin' down, I'ma shoot at the floor
I run out of money, go get me some more
I don't even want that b*t*h, think she a foreigner (?)
N***as know me, I be smokin' the pack
.30 on me, so you know I won't lack
I don’t even want yo hoe, [?]
I'm gettin' this dough, I'm thumbin' through racks
Now you wasn't f**kin' wit' me in the past (?)
I know that she want me, but I cannot brag
Smokin' Moonrock and it sent me to Mars
I hop in Mercedes, n***a, push to start
Balenci baby, and these [?]
Scopin' a sniper, I see from afar
I just hit a bull's eye like a dog
I've been on that bullsh*t from the start
I'm leavin' him clueless
Shoot the choppa, he oozing (?)
Send them b*t*hes my way, I'm a [?]
Aye, [?]
All my n***as is savage and ruthless
He try uppin' the score when he losin'
Yeah, he a loser
I'm in yo nightmare, no Freddy Krueger
These n***as my sons, so I ride with a tutor (?)
Aye, aye
Aye, I’m in New York, I’m getting high
Hop out the Porsche, get in the ride (?)
That b*t*h a dork, I tell her to slide
Hop in that sport
I do this lil sh*t here for sport
He isn’t nothing, he [?]
Ion want yo hoe, she annoyin’
I’m in yo b*t*h like a fork
Stack it up like I’m building a fort
Spin the ‘vette like we goin’ on tour (?)
Money running cause a n***a be bored
Yeah, he talkin’ down, I’ma shoot at the floor
I run out of money, go get me some more
I don’t even want that b*t*h, think she a foreigner (?)
Aye, I'm in New York, I'm getting high
Hop out the Porsche, get in the ride (?)
That b*t*h a dork, I tell her to slide
Hop in that sport
I do this lil sh*t here for sport
He isn't nothing, he [?]
Ion want yo hoe, she annoyin'
I'm in yo b*t*h like a fork
Stack it up like I'm building a fort
Spin the 'Vette like we goin' on tour (?)
Money running cause a n***a be bored
Yeah, he talkin' down, I'ma shoot at the floor
I run out of money, go get me some more
I don't even want that b*t*h, think she a foreigner (?)
I got on Prada, I feel like I'm Satan
I might pull up in a spaceship
That is yo main b*t*h, but she ate d**k
We know she ain't sh*t, I won't say sh*t
He talkin' down, [?]
N***as talk down and they nameless
Maison Margiela, but he rocking [?]
Got off my flight, but I landed in Vegas
Wait, you are not [?] Why you givin' me dap?
Ain't talking money, n***a, I'll look back
Run to the money, he comin' in last
Talk down, that's yo a**
I heard yo hoe up for grabs
I heard yo latest single was trash
My n***as walk down, no mask
Damn, he scrapin' up change to get on the bus
Wait, I want the bread like crust
N***as be hatin', I don't give a f**k
He talkin' down, we [?] it up
Wait, and I can't wait 'til we up
B*t*h, I'm with Boof, and we smokin' on Runtz
Shoot at the roof if he thinkin' he tough (?)
Aye, aye
Aye, I'm in New York, I'm getting high
Hop out the Porsche, get in the ride (?)
That b*t*h a dork, I tell her to slide
Hop in that sport
I do this lil sh*t here for sport
He isn't nothing, he [?]
Ion want yo hoe, she annoyin'
I'm in yo b*t*h like a fork
Stack it up like I'm building a fort
Spin the 'Vette like we goin' on tour (?)
Money running cause a n***a be bored
Yeah, he talkin' down, I'ma shoot at the floor
I run out of money, go get me some more
I don't even want that b*t*h, think she a foreigner (?)
Aye, aye
Aye, I'm in New York, I'm getting high
Hop out the Porsche, get in the ride (?)
That b*t*h a dork, I tell her to slide
Hop in that sport
I do this lil sh*t here for sport
He isn't nothing, he [?]
Ion want yo hoe, she annoyin'
I'm in yo b*t*h like a fork
Stack it up like I'm building a fort
Spin the 'Vette like we goin' on tour (?)
Money running cause a n***a be bored
Yeah, he talkin' down, I'ma shoot at the floor
I run out of money, go get me some more
I don't even want that b*t*h, think she a foreigner (?)
N***as know me, I be smokin' the pack
.30 on me, so you know I won't lack
I don’t even want yo hoe, [?]
I'm gettin' this dough, I'm thumbin' through racks
Now you wasn't f**kin' wit' me in the past (?)
I know that she want me, but I cannot brag
Smokin' Moonrock and it sent me to Mars
I hop in Mercedes, n***a, push to start
Balenci baby, and these [?]
Scopin' a sniper, I see from afar
I just hit a bull's eye like a dog
I've been on that bullsh*t from the start
I'm leavin' him clueless
Shoot the choppa, he oozing (?)
Send them b*t*hes my way, I'm a [?]
Aye, [?]
All my n***as is savage and ruthless
He try uppin' the score when he losin'
Yeah, he a loser
I'm in yo nightmare, no Freddy Krueger
These n***as my sons, so I ride with a tutor (?)
Aye, aye
Aye, I’m in New York, I’m getting high
Hop out the Porsche, get in the ride (?)
That b*t*h a dork, I tell her to slide
Hop in that sport
I do this lil sh*t here for sport
He isn’t nothing, he [?]
Ion want yo hoe, she annoyin’
I’m in yo b*t*h like a fork
Stack it up like I’m building a fort
Spin the ‘vette like we goin’ on tour (?)
Money running cause a n***a be bored
Yeah, he talkin’ down, I’ma shoot at the floor
I run out of money, go get me some more
I don’t even want that b*t*h, think she a foreigner (?)
