F3dbaby - 2foriegn Lyrics

I'ma talk my shit, I'm ahead of them Big dawg status, no comparison
We gon' do them bad, we ain't sparing them All these hoes in line, we be sharing them
Where the Drake goes, we gon' double down Keep the shooters with me, he don't f*ck around
Feel like Jay-Z, cause I run my time Went from OZs to a couple pounds

Put me in front of these niggas, I feel like Blueface
Lookin' for Soulja Boy, today I'm McLaren Feel like yesterday when I drove a Ford
My hitters, they everywhere Know Jehovah Witness, but they door-to-door
I used to shop out of Macy's, now it's Gucci stores

Now it's Balenciagas, f*ck them weirdos and they problems
I just did a show in Scotland, and never have I won an Oscar
God got me through the process, in the trenches of my likeness
He phoned it on his crew, so the answer to your question

Is he a cop? Yes
We put bulletproof on a new Chevy Whip up the coke, like spaghetti
Get to the cake, no Lil' Debbie Did it for her, only now I'm petty
This a Art of War, Armageddon I just went up on them war levels

Get the shovel, the beef got settled I just do it for them in the ghetto
Watch me take off on them in the shuttle Pitching out lean, mellow yellow
Her pussy clean, tan like jello I'm on the scene with the metal
And the demon slide with the devil She like when I jerk, when I tap on the pedal

I won't give your name up You stuck on the same stuff
She don't care about the fame much But I'm rich and famous
I'm an original gangster Me and my old lady hang tough
We don't smoke no angel dust But when she eat that thang up

She gon' make my brain bust She drain that elephant tusk
I like the liquor and munch down on her pie crust
Me and her together, that's two Three's a company
She can't really cut her feelings off She's in love with me

You telling me let's work it out I don't do jealousy
Inside my domain, it's sanctified She gon' worship me
Three's a crowd, cut her off Emergency
There ain't nothing else more powerful than loyalty

We put bulletproof on a new Chevy Whip up the coke like spaghetti
Get to the cape, no Lil' Debbie Did it for her, only now petty
This a hard war, Armageddon I just went up on them war levels
Get the shovel, the beef got settled I just do it for them in the ghetto

Watch me take off on them in the shuttle Pitching out lean, mellow yellow
Her pussy clean, taste like jello I'm on the scene with the metal
And the demon slide with the devil She like when it jerk when I tap on the pedal
She like when it jerk when I tap on the pedal

I'm in the U.S. right now But it sounds super foreign
Because I be riding it foreign My bitches foreign
Sometimes my money foreign Count it up