Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket
Gotta bad foreign bitch stupid thick gotta in the game now she runnin shit
We bursting doors like we just showed up
What a mess! but we clean in the club
A fuck that we will never give is like our pops
Like 40 scores of foreign wars i bring the bombs
Rummaged through the cupboards and doors
They left the keys to the brand new porsche
That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,
Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute
All my bitches be foreign
Come get some, you little bum
Whole lotta money, big tip i would
Keep your doors locked and your windows secured,
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