FOREIGN (feat. CANDY SOZE)
Whips, foreign
Women, foreign
Ice on my neck it's glowin'
Look at your wrist it's flowin'
Women, foreign
Whips, foreign
Ice on my neck it's glowin'
Look at your wrist it's flowin'
Foreign Calling
She want a lick baldwin
So I called in
My tribe theory so low end
No quest for the chosen
This shit no test I'm a grown man
Not a nigga that freeze when he sees her
Not with her I'm roamin
Sheesh
She do what she want when she please
She packing that back like it's keef
Keep breaking that back for relief
Real Gs on centre
Would you spend Gs just to get her
Spend the whole night with her
She ain't leaving it's a bender
Whips, foreign
Women, foreign
Ice on my neck it's glowin'
Look at your wrist it's flowin'
Women, foreign
Whips, foreign
Ice on my neck it's glowin'
Look at your wrist it's flowin'
She wettie, open
Wet like a ocean
I'm in a trance
Fuck up a bag you can break her back
Chiefin' my keef, no sweet
Made it last fuck the rest
These thotties out her hoeing (huh)
White girl Alexis Tex
Blowing my phone ay
Yea come on over
C da gz comm de garçon
Ain't bout the money
Leave me alone
Fakes all around
Legends are gone
Live shine, die young
All this foreign keep me going
Women, foreign
Whips, foreign
Ice on my neck it's glowin'
Look at your wrist it's flowin'
Women, foreign
Ice on my neck it's glowin'
Look at your wrist it's flowin'
Women, foreign
Whips, foreign
Ice on my neck it's glowin'
Look at your wrist it's flowin'
Foreign Calling
She want a lick baldwin
So I called in
My tribe theory so low end
No quest for the chosen
This shit no test I'm a grown man
Not a nigga that freeze when he sees her
Not with her I'm roamin
Sheesh
She do what she want when she please
She packing that back like it's keef
Keep breaking that back for relief
Real Gs on centre
Would you spend Gs just to get her
Spend the whole night with her
She ain't leaving it's a bender
Whips, foreign
Women, foreign
Ice on my neck it's glowin'
Look at your wrist it's flowin'
Women, foreign
Whips, foreign
Ice on my neck it's glowin'
Look at your wrist it's flowin'
She wettie, open
Wet like a ocean
I'm in a trance
Fuck up a bag you can break her back
Chiefin' my keef, no sweet
Made it last fuck the rest
These thotties out her hoeing (huh)
White girl Alexis Tex
Blowing my phone ay
Yea come on over
C da gz comm de garçon
Ain't bout the money
Leave me alone
Fakes all around
Legends are gone
Live shine, die young
All this foreign keep me going
Women, foreign
Whips, foreign
Ice on my neck it's glowin'
Look at your wrist it's flowin'
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Writer(s): A. Murimwa-rarami
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