foreign - luc raw lyrics
[intro]
it’s foreign
foreign, foreign
foreign, foreign
foreign, foreign
bankroll
oh my sh*t is*
foreign, it’s foreign, all my sh*t is foreign
your wife, she on me ’cause all my sh*t foreign
foreign, it’s foreign, god d*mn money pouring
your b*tch, she on us ’cause all our sh*t foreign
foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign
foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign
foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign
foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign
foreign, yeah foreign, all i rock is foreign (gucci)
tourin’, yeah tourin’, i need to be tourin’
they like, “he’s is so fly, man that boy, he’s soaring”
i hit the next stop, like mj i’m scoring (swish)
y’all n*ggas boring, omg i’m snorin’
i took yo b*tch ’cause she like my ralph lauren
y’all gs lackin’ while i be recording
f*ck [?] no slackin’ ’cause money important
once i get bands boy that sh*t is in orbit
coolin’ and coolin’ with b*tches that’s gorgeous
ass so enormous, she say she love porsches
and ‘raris with horses and lambos that open
benzes that’s closing, the top of the drive
i can’t stop, i can’t stop ’till i’m hot, ’till i’m hot
tryna get dough and tryna get guap
these [?]
how we rock, tryna get dough and the clout ’cause we need that spot, we need that spot
b*tch, we need that [?], b*tch we need that [?]
we need that [?]
and that’s why i gotta [?]
foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign
foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign
foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign
foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign
i’m [foreign?], i’m [foreign?], i’m [foreign?]
these [?] with foreign, a foreign (skrrt skrrt)
i be going hard while i’m snorin’
b*tches [?] you know how that go
i gotta go over [?] (i do)
but steady chasin’ green, tryna get this [?] (these bands)
flexin’ like a b*tch, sh*t, that’s so [?] (flex)
i [?] b*tch [?] (guap)
sh*t, that’s just the way it go
my new girl, she foreign, she a foreign
bankroll
she pretty like my money, so gorgeous (d*mn)
my spoiled lil brat, she get what she want
i just play the back, i let her play the front
true boy sh*t b*tch, how i’m rockin’ now
bankroll
ever since we drop, we was hot now
ac can’t cool down, i’m ridin’ my side of town
top down, thotties on me [?] and i knock ’em down
i might taste [?]
don’t f*ck with lean, don’t f*ck with clowns
i’m [?] i’m gettin’ money i ain’t hungry [?]
i’m eatin’ good and i even got a big stomach now (food)
this burberry, this fendi, that moncler (designer)
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