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foreign - bongobirch lyrics

[young wuke]
i pulled up in a foreign, new whip and it’s imported
gucci on my shirt, nah my whole outfit is foreign
costa rican foreign, she anything but boring
gucci on your shirt, nah the whole outfit is lauren
i pulled up in a foreign, new whip and it’s imported
gucci on my shirt, nah my whole outfit is foreign
costa rican foreign, she anything but boring
gucci on your shirt, nah the whole outfit is lauren

i walk around with all this ice on my neck
i hopped out the whip and i got me my check
don’t tell me you strapped if you walk with a tec
i never sip water i only sip tec
i got me a rake but i still keep the mop
i might f*ck your b*tch if she give me some top
my shooters they bout it they walk with that chop
my pistol got 30 i walk with that glock
invited your b*tch to the crib
she brought her new man and they told you to dip
bussin that choppa straight off from the hip
straight off the rip cuz you know i got drip
never caught slipping i stick to the script
juggling keys and i open the crypt
finessing this money you know that i’m rich
just bought a new foreign it goes with the b*tch
i pulled up in a foreign, new whip and it’s imported
gucci on my shirt, nah my whole outfit is foreign
costa rican foreign, she anything but boring
gucci on your shirt, nah the whole outfit is lauren
i pulled up in a foreign, new whip and it’s imported
gucci on my shirt, nah my whole outfit is foreign
costa rican foreign, she anything but boring
gucci on your shirt, nah the whole outfit is lauren

[matt]
i empty the room and i clear out the house
he wanted an 8 but i gave him an ounce
scr*ping the stove, i’m making it bounce
just got a new b*tch, you can’t pr*nounce
my vacay hawaiian, i’m holy like zion
i rule like a lion, i’m driving a scion
i’m driving a scion, i’m driving a box
i got a few shooters, i got a few opps
i get all this money, i sell all these rocks
my choppa shoot less, cuz i got a stock
your girl is a chicken yeah she want my c*ck
i bust out the draco, i bust out the mop
i’m driving a cube cuz i stay on the block
my ak shoot heavy my pistol shoot soft
i got a supressor, i let it pop off
you lose a few limbs when i bust out the chop
[young wuke]
i pulled up in a foreign, new whip and it’s imported
gucci on my shirt, nah my whole outfit is foreign
costa rican foreign, she anything but boring
gucci on your shirt, nah the whole outfit is lauren
i pulled up in a foreign, new whip and it’s imported
gucci on my shirt, nah my whole outfit is foreign
costa rican foreign, she anything but boring
gucci on your shirt, nah the whole outfit is lauren

[bongobirch]
i’m rushing em down and i’m getting a sack
i’m f*ckin yo b*tch and she calling me back
i’m folding my opps, i’m stacking these racks
i’m clutching the grip and securing the bag
you run up on me and get shot in the leg
and ounce and a key, that i keep in a keg
you run up on me and i take off ya head
your girlfriend got yeast cuz i got all the bread
bongobirch got the bag, real talk, and real sh*t
when i show up with a yoppa yo head, gon get split
man i pull up with no roof, windows darkened, windows tint
and my girl from costa rica but my car a german benz

- bongobirch lyrics

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