bts chris - Foreign (feat. haesi) Lyrics

You too foreign for this shit, stay yo ass up in that school
We don't give a f*ck, we livin' life like we ain't got no rules
Why you askin' me if I been stackin? This shit nothin' new
We gon' pop out on your block, we all got masks, they like who's who
And my lil' brother Patrick Ewing, he gon' pop out with them tools
Call my twin and he gon' slide like Handy Manny with them tools
My lil' brother Trigger Happy, he see movement, he gon' shoot
Lil' bro Trapping, he got ammo, just to send it at yo goons
Gotta move in silence, can't be movin' wrong or you get whacked
Brody tried to hide it, didn't work, now cuzzo in a pack
Everywhere I go, I keep my jeans loaded up with racks
We on your block and then get pressed, bro, like, where the f*ck you at
You too foreign for this shit, stay your ass up in that school
We don't give a f*ck, we livin' life like we ain't got no rules
Why you askin' me if I been stackin? This shit nothin' new
We gon' pop out on your block, we all got masks, they like who's who
And my lil' brother Patrick Henry, he gon' pop out with them tools
Call my twin and he gon' slide like Handy Manny with them tools
My lil' brother Trigger Happy, he see movement, he gon' shoot
Lil' bro Trappin, he got ammo, just to send it at yo goons
You too foreign for this shit, stay your ass up in that school
We don't give a f*ck, we livin' life like we ain't got no rules
Why you askin' me if I been stackin? This shit nothin' new
We gon' pop out o nyour block, we all got masks, they like who's who
And my lil' brother Patrick Ewing, he gon' pop out with them tools
Call my twin and he gon' slide like Handy Manny with them tools
My lil' brother Trigger Happy, he see movement, he gon' shoot
Lil' bro Trapping, he got ammo, just send it at your goons
Lil' bro Trapping, yeah, what's up
Made a rack up in a month
Bad bitch on me, she wanna f*ck
AMG, yeah, we drive trucks
I'm so high, bitch, I feel stuck
For the team, yeah, she a slut
Man, I keep doin' these drugs
One day, they gon' f*ck me up
Damn, what's up? F*ck with gang, you outta luck
Purple lean inside my cup, she so bad, I'm in her gut
Try to talk about my struggles, nigga, they ain't get no f*ck
If I ever lose my mama, nigga, I'ma f*ck em up
You too foreign for this shit, stay yo ass up in that school
We don't give a f*ck, we livin' life like we ain't got no rules
Why you askin' me if I been stackin? This shit nothin' new
We gon' pop out on your block, we all got masks, they like who's who
And my lil' brother Patrick Ewing, he gon' pop out with them tools
Call my twin and he gon' slide like Handy Manny with them tools
My lil' brother Trigger Happy, he see movement, he gon' shoot
Lil' bro Trapping, he got ammo, just to send it at yo goons