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Foreign (feat. Timere888) Video (MV)




Performed By: Kid Lou
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Luis Reis




Kid Lou - Foreign (feat. Timere888) Lyrics




Yeah yeah yeah
Hop in a plane you know we go foreign
I'm dripping Fendi Dior and ralph Loren
I tell all my bros you riding with me
We finna get rich
Hop in a Bently we touring
If you ain't riding with me then you losing
I'm in an off white Tee yeah I am balling
I spent like three racks on yesterday
What did I even buy misery

I'm climbing right to the top
New girl she giving me slop
I see some Burberry I cop
New girl a thot
She only want me because she wants my bands
I'm only in this cuz I want a Benz
I'm counting fiftys whilst you counting tens
Keep begging me but I don't want amends
Don't wanna don't wanna don't want amends
Run up on me are you dumb
I bring a bow just like cupid
Might pull out fifty bands make you look stupid
Your love is so fake just like glass I see through it
I ain't suprised you was a gift yeah you was a prize
Unwrapped the wrap and all I found was lies
Look at my wrist and you know you see ice
Look at my wrist and you know you see ice
I don't give a f*ck because I'm living my life
Timere on this shit and you know he goes crazy
I'm tryna see a Billie just like Jayz
I made that paper now pay me
You are my hoe and you better not play me
F*cking with me
Like bitch are you serious you call me crazy
Well bitch your delirious
I might just run up these pounds
Like I'm imperial

Hop in a plane you know we go foreign
I'm dripping Fendi Dior and ralph Loren
I tell all my bros you riding with me
We finna get rich

Hop in a plane you know we go foreign
I'm dripping Fendi Dior and ralph Loren
I tell all my bros you riding with me
We finna get rich
Hop in a Bently we touring
If you ain't riding with me then you losing
I'm in an off white Tee yeah I am balling
I spent like three racks on yesterday
What did I even buy misery

Uh on it
She ride on my dick because she want it huh
Feel like GTA because I'm wanted
Feel like I'm a ghost because I'm haunted
Huh huh huh
Hundred huh
Hundred on my wrist cuz I ain't broke
Pistol on me imma leave him smoked
Put him in the water dead body now he soaked
I keep my green coming
I smoke that dope you know that I be getting high
Cuz I'm a tree lover
That why I respect all the mother f*cking mother f*cking tree huggers
Imma go smoke big thugging
Imma go smoke big thugging
Imma go smoke big thugging
Shorty why you there make you stop and stare
Fly in to the moon I be flying through the air
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English

Yeah yeah yeah
Hop in a plane you know we go foreign
I'm dripping Fendi Dior and ralph Loren
I tell all my bros you riding with me
We finna get rich
Hop in a Bently we touring
If you ain't riding with me then you losing
I'm in an off white Tee yeah I am balling
I spent like three racks on yesterday
What did I even buy misery

I'm climbing right to the top
New girl she giving me slop
I see some Burberry I cop
New girl a thot
She only want me because she wants my bands
I'm only in this cuz I want a Benz
I'm counting fiftys whilst you counting tens
Keep begging me but I don't want amends
Don't wanna don't wanna don't want amends
Run up on me are you dumb
I bring a bow just like cupid
Might pull out fifty bands make you look stupid
Your love is so fake just like glass I see through it
I ain't suprised you was a gift yeah you was a prize
Unwrapped the wrap and all I found was lies
Look at my wrist and you know you see ice
Look at my wrist and you know you see ice
I don't give a f*ck because I'm living my life
Timere on this shit and you know he goes crazy
I'm tryna see a Billie just like Jayz
I made that paper now pay me
You are my hoe and you better not play me
F*cking with me
Like bitch are you serious you call me crazy
Well bitch your delirious
I might just run up these pounds
Like I'm imperial

Hop in a plane you know we go foreign
I'm dripping Fendi Dior and ralph Loren
I tell all my bros you riding with me
We finna get rich

Hop in a plane you know we go foreign
I'm dripping Fendi Dior and ralph Loren
I tell all my bros you riding with me
We finna get rich
Hop in a Bently we touring
If you ain't riding with me then you losing
I'm in an off white Tee yeah I am balling
I spent like three racks on yesterday
What did I even buy misery

Uh on it
She ride on my dick because she want it huh
Feel like GTA because I'm wanted
Feel like I'm a ghost because I'm haunted
Huh huh huh
Hundred huh
Hundred on my wrist cuz I ain't broke
Pistol on me imma leave him smoked
Put him in the water dead body now he soaked
I keep my green coming
I smoke that dope you know that I be getting high
Cuz I'm a tree lover
That why I respect all the mother f*cking mother f*cking tree huggers
Imma go smoke big thugging
Imma go smoke big thugging
Imma go smoke big thugging
Shorty why you there make you stop and stare
Fly in to the moon I be flying through the air
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Writer: Luis Reis
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