TOP FOREIGNS

Yea
Solo, dolo
Yokohama
Tires, screachin'
Secrets, leakin'

Quick wit the blow by
Brush up ya defense
She a whole vibe
For no reason

Bible thumpin'
Im readin' Ephesians
I kept it solid
While you was on treason

No su-prise
Cuttin' ties
Ocean Drive
Wit a dime

Her silou-ette
Committin' crimes
I stay outta debt
I stay on the grind

I stay on her mind
Hoe dont blow the telly up
You really was plottin' on me
The bidness went belly up

Forgive and forget
But neva forgotten nah
Deposits was late
I'm boostin' the options yeah

You thought you was on
You though you was poppin' huh
I stay in my zone
Sumn that chu cant copy nah

No kin-kos
Moe kink hoes
Steam pressed clothes
I'm neva gon fold

I stay ten toes
Kawa-bunga bitch
You in for the fun of it
I'm in for the dividends

I'm pressin' the buttons
And focused on benjamins
Its aerodynamic yea
It feel like a kid again

Ya motiv apparent
Pressed bout whatchu shoulda did
Pressed ova that old flame
My engine throw hissy fits

I bought in the dip
You bought on the climb
I loaded the clip
The bullshit declined

I'm in a foreign machine
It's deleting time
Re-up on yo inner g
I'm enjoyin' mine



Credits
Writer(s): Andre Leon Jackson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link