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Foreign
3374
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Foreign został wydany 7 czerwca 2019 przez HIGH FOREVER / EMPIRE jako część albumu Same Click
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Data wydania7 czerwca 2019
WytwórniaHIGH FOREVER / EMPIRE
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM100

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

Tekst Utworu

Epps on the track
Science, science
I did it on my own (on my own), I don't trust nobody (ayy)
Gold all over my body (yeah), goons in the cut (in the cut)
Ayy, we be runnin' up (up)
Make me wanna pop that trunk (ah)
I'm whip-gang formed, what's your girlfriend toyin'?
You a b- and you ain't even know it
Tattoo on my flesh (on my flesh)
You a workie, I'm a vet (I'm a vet)
B-, I'm 'bout to bang my sack (yeah)
Ayy, got the 30 in the clip
Keep these hoes off my dick, happy on the creep
Makin' money on the streets
Haters never can see me, man
My homies doin' life, they pay that price
B-, I had to roll that dice
Only thang changed is the money in the bank
B-, I'll never change my ways
Ayy, it's a cold-ass game
Keep a 45 with some cold ass aim
Ayy, I ain't fuck 'em with a snake
All you little b- just change in a day
I did it on my own (on my own), I don't trust nobody (ayy)
Gold all over my body (yeah), goons in the cut (in the cut)
Ayy, we be runnin' up (up)
Make me wanna pop that trunk (ah)
I'm whip-gang formed, what's your girlfriend toyin'?
You a b- and you ain't even know it
Tattoo on my flesh (on my flesh)
You a workie, I'm a vet (I'm a vet)
(Ayy, listen) bitch, I'm 'bout to bang my sack (yeah)
You suckers want a beef with a 45? Got 'em
If the ones come, don't say who shot 'em
Ayy, yeah, I came up from the dirt
You mo- straight puttin' in work
Lost a lot of homies to this gang sh-
It don't matter where I'm at, b-, I brang it
(The b-) I'm gon' bring the whole team (ayy)
Double on the flip lil' 30 on the bend
Ayy, I'ma do this sh- right
Shout out to the homies that are stuck doin' life
Ayy, so it's on all sight
When I get rich, I'ma say you are right
I did it on my own, I don't trust nobody (ayy)
Gold all over my body (yeah), goons in the cut (in the cut)
Ayy, we be runnin' up (up)
Make me wanna pop that trunk (ah)
I'm whip-gang formed, what's your girlfriend toyin'?
You a b- and you ain't even know it
Tattoo on my flesh (on my flesh)
You a workie, I'm a vet (I'm a vet)
B-, I'm 'bout to bang my sack (yeah)
Written by: Adam King Feeney, Katorah Marrero, Matthew Norrish Jacobsen
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