Coffin

Running out the foreign
She may need a foreign
Need her in the softest
Need her in a coffin

I got two phones like I'm Kevin Gates
Two bad bitches, two different plates
Both of them foreign, just got them today
I'm stupid paid man, cup of lemonade
Shout out to them killers, shout out to my baby
She a lil hot girl, she not really famous
Did the double dash, world cup all the cash
Blue blur, yeah we going fast

Running out the foreign
She may need a foreign
Need her in the softest
Need her in a coffin

I said meet me in the middle
Shawty got me fucked up
Feel it in my mental
Toxic love be fucking my environmental
Ain't mix and it ain't essential
Don't take it personal I got no sentimental
Out the whip the paint red devil
I don't give a fuck about no bezel
They'll watch you when you at this fucking level
Ya'll ain't that special
Ya'll a dry text saying hey ha or hello



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Writer(s): Moises Lorenzo
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