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Foreign Drip
6
Hip-Hop
Foreign Drip wurde am 23. April 2020 von RarriMusic als Teil des Albums Universe 444 veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum23. April 2020
LabelRarriMusic
LanguageEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rarri
Rarri
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rarri
Rarri
Composer
Jonathan akash gideon Parshadi
Jonathan akash gideon Parshadi
Songwriter
Frederico Mpyo
Frederico Mpyo
Songwriter
Robin Basak
Robin Basak
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
F&d
F&d
Producer

Songtexte

[Verse 1]
Pull up with ice and I got foreign drip
She tryna holla, but I know I'm rich
She on my phone, she on my phone and shit
I cop a watch, I put it on my wrist
Pull up with ice and I got foreign drip
She tryna holla, but I know I'm rich
She on my phone, she on my phone and shit
I cop a watch I put it on my wrist
[Verse 2]
I cop a 'Rari speeding through the state
I ain't see pussy over 20 days
That make me crazy might go out my way
I'm in the strip club getting bitches paid
Buy a foreign that's a quarter mill
I love my people I pay double bills
My shooter heartless, he don't care to kill
Cold-hearted gunmen that cant get you chills
Sip some Henny in my double cup
My drip is foreign, I don't need your love
Rollie dancing that's a icy watch
She got a fat ass, I want her to drop
[Verse 3]
Pull up with ice and I got foreign drip
She tryna holla, but I know I'm rich
She on my phone, she on my phone and shit
I cop a watch, I put it on my wrist
Pull up with ice and I got foreign drip
She tryna holla, but I know I'm rich
She on my phone, she on my phone and shit
I cop a watch, I put it on my wrist
[Verse 4]
Cut them off I like to move my way
Keep on guessing what I really make
They wear designer, but its really fake
You try to holla, but you came too late
I used to be broke, I had no cash
Now I'm throwing money to your broke ass
I wanna see you when I wake up so blessed
Making so much money that I don't stress
Opening my closet, I got a hundred shoes
Jumping in the sprinter, they know how I move
Don't play with my name 'cause I lose my cool
You thought you could play me, bitch, but you a fool
[Verse 5]
Pull up with ice and I got foreign drip
She tryna holla, but I know I'm rich
She on my phone, she on my phone and shit
I cop a watch, I put it on my wrist
Pull up with ice and I got foreign drip
She tryna holla, but I know I'm rich
She on my phone, she on my phone and shit
I cop a watch, I put it on my wrist
Written by: Frederico Mpyo, Jonathan akash gideon Parshadi, Rarri, Robin Basak
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