International Boi

Li-lil-lil-Kross
Been worldwide you don't know where I'm from
I've done catched them flights going on and on
Hood life living doing none but flex
I don't catch no dates I just stack them checks
Paris my city but grew up in Canada
China and Africa
And I fuck your mind with my literature
They wanna stunt but ain't got stamina huh

Going outta space and I caught no case
When I took all the dope from the dope mane
I ain't gotta say no names
But the nigga I was with is a bitch but it's okay
Took all the cash and he didn't split shit with his mane
And now he coming right back tryna say that he got a plan
But I don't share no plans with no lame
They're calling us hypocrites but they envy us
They ain't none but shit
Your girl dreaming of my dick
But you've got a kid
And I ain't tryna hit
Say you've got beef with me but I get to your addy
You pussy out like a bitch opening her legs wide
Begging to get fucked right on the side

Facts on facts on facts
Can't fuck with you if you cap
Cap cap cap
I meditate I'm smoking gas
After gas after gas
Put the whole gang on the map it's Chyyyche gang
Cash over fame that's everything
Double P.R stay winning (P.P.R: Produce Promote Repeat)



Credits
Writer(s): Armand Mandengué
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