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foreigns - migogutta lyrics

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(ugh, (?))

(migogutta)
(95 gutta, yeah, 1,2,1,2, ight)

(hook)
strictly in them foreigns, this mercedes got sport plus (strictly)
got the 30 and extra clip just in case they tryna fuss (30)
n*ggas false claiming the set, they tryna be us (us)
b*tch quit all that muggin, might up it and let it bust
gotta watch over my back, cause i don’t know who to trust (who to trust)
f*cked her on the first night, now that b*tch is full of love
(?) talking to b*tches, don’t get left up in the dust
another p*ssy dissing a hot summer is a must

(verse 1)
i’m just staying in my lane, but they still speaking on a n*gga
i don’t like toting big rods before you got this four nickel (fo’ nickle)
i’m hearing rumors in the wind like 527 jizzle (yeah)
this ho shooting fully auto, it just made the muzzle sizzle
i’m from the gutta, the streets raised me, they made me without a shizzle
cuh had no reaction time after he heard that whistle
he just looked up and froze up before he got hit with that missile (okay)
put him in a bag, he toe tag his mama miss em
they call jackboy loafing, someone go and tell him get his sh*t back
i remember he was sad as h*ll begging for his whip back
they tried to talk it out, but spider told him get his l!ck back
break yourself to us to 762 push your wig back
(hook)
strictly in them foreigns, this mercedes got sport plus (sport plus)
got the 30 and extra clip just in case they tryna fuss
n*ggas false claiming the set, they tryna be us (set)
b*tch quit all that muggin, might up it and let it bust
gotta watch over my back, cause i don’t know who to trust (who to trust)
f*cked her on the first night, now that b*tch is full of love (word?)
(?) talking to b*tches, don’t get left up in the dust (nah)
another p*ssy dissing a hot summer is a must

(verse 2)
it’s me and slim
it’s just me and my twin, we both on that bullsh*t again
where have you been
they we just doing the biz, they pray and see us stay in
four (?) full, we stay with the knock (knock)
can’t even cook it, the feds be hot (hot)
once i grab it, it’s already bought
staking it out, we running your spot
loaded red tips out of the glock
i’m feeling safe when i’m on the block (for real)
beefing with (?), this sh*t gotta stop
i’m in the city, i ain’t worried about opps
i’m out of bond, you get stuck on the shop
shoot per precision, we aim at his top (okay)
he ain’t about it, he ain’t (?)
give him the green light, finish the job
i’m switching the flow (flow)
you know how that go
sbf, we bought our dough
they gon’ hate us if we blow
can’t stay my whole life broke
um, baby joke, we joke
you survive if you stay woke
how you ducking smoke
don’t get caught at the stove, b*tch
(yeah, yeah, ay, ay, ay, ay, yeah)

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