Foriegns
I need foreign hoes and foreign clothes and foreign cars
Brodie off a bean
like
He just took a another bar
I'm just rapping about my life like
No i do not call them bars
I get high chilling with the stars
High off the drink might land on mars
She want me to sing to her like I'm bruno
I'm about to rage feeling like I'm judah
I can't beef with these niggas they type on computers
I can't beef with these niggas they really some losers
If i go broke i'ma turn to a looter
Fuck up the peace feeling like I'm a Luda
Every L that i take gotta come with a V
If you want my time that shit not free
One of a kind Mel Savv unique
Fuck so many bitches I'm a pussy feen
I blew a bag on a brand new outfit
I'm still plugged in like a outlet
Fuck from the back i got shawty shouting
All this money I'm getting i need a accountant
Told em my dreams and them niggas doubted
Now those them niggas i be steady clowning
They know me from trapping
Baby I'm a block star
No check gang fuck a cop car
I've been going to hard
I need foreign hoes and foreign clothes and foreign cars
Brodie off a bean
Uh
He just took another bar
Doing this music i hope it go far
I'm getting high chilling with the stars
Off of the drink might land on mars
My bitch yellow so i call her Marge
Every L that i take gotta come with a V
Paid a lot for the weed you can't hit my splee
Feeling almighty nigga I'm the token
When I get in the booth i be feeling chosen
I'm balling hard something like derzon
If the money involved hell yeah I'm going
They watch Mel Savv like a show
I heard he mad that i fucked his hoe
After i hit it i'ma pass it to bro
Balling so hard I might go pro
I mix the RTA's with the chrome
Like once she leave can't come home
I need foreign hoes and foreign clothes and foreign cars
Brodie off a bean
like
He just took a another bar
I'm just rapping about my life like
No i do not call them bars
I get high chilling with the stars
High off the drink might land on mars
She want me to sing to her like I'm bruno
I'm about to rage feeling like I'm judah
I can't beef with these niggas they type on computers
I can't beef with these niggas they really some losers
If i go broke i'ma turn to a looter
Fuck up the peace feeling like I'm a Luda
Every L that i take gotta come with a V
If you want my time that shit not free
Brodie off a bean
like
He just took a another bar
I'm just rapping about my life like
No i do not call them bars
I get high chilling with the stars
High off the drink might land on mars
She want me to sing to her like I'm bruno
I'm about to rage feeling like I'm judah
I can't beef with these niggas they type on computers
I can't beef with these niggas they really some losers
If i go broke i'ma turn to a looter
Fuck up the peace feeling like I'm a Luda
Every L that i take gotta come with a V
If you want my time that shit not free
One of a kind Mel Savv unique
Fuck so many bitches I'm a pussy feen
I blew a bag on a brand new outfit
I'm still plugged in like a outlet
Fuck from the back i got shawty shouting
All this money I'm getting i need a accountant
Told em my dreams and them niggas doubted
Now those them niggas i be steady clowning
They know me from trapping
Baby I'm a block star
No check gang fuck a cop car
I've been going to hard
I need foreign hoes and foreign clothes and foreign cars
Brodie off a bean
Uh
He just took another bar
Doing this music i hope it go far
I'm getting high chilling with the stars
Off of the drink might land on mars
My bitch yellow so i call her Marge
Every L that i take gotta come with a V
Paid a lot for the weed you can't hit my splee
Feeling almighty nigga I'm the token
When I get in the booth i be feeling chosen
I'm balling hard something like derzon
If the money involved hell yeah I'm going
They watch Mel Savv like a show
I heard he mad that i fucked his hoe
After i hit it i'ma pass it to bro
Balling so hard I might go pro
I mix the RTA's with the chrome
Like once she leave can't come home
I need foreign hoes and foreign clothes and foreign cars
Brodie off a bean
like
He just took a another bar
I'm just rapping about my life like
No i do not call them bars
I get high chilling with the stars
High off the drink might land on mars
She want me to sing to her like I'm bruno
I'm about to rage feeling like I'm judah
I can't beef with these niggas they type on computers
I can't beef with these niggas they really some losers
If i go broke i'ma turn to a looter
Fuck up the peace feeling like I'm a Luda
Every L that i take gotta come with a V
If you want my time that shit not free
Credits
Writer(s): Melachi Miller
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