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Foreign

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Foreign was released on May 11, 2018 by AWGE Label as a part of the album Die Lit

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Playboi Carti

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jordan Carter

Songwriter

Timothy Jordan Jenks

Timothy Jordan Jenks

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Pi’erre Bourne

Producer

AJRuinedMyRecord

AJRuinedMyRecord

Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]

You know what I'm sayin'

I'm still drinkin' lean and shit

[Chorus]

Ooh, hop in that motherfuckin' foreign

And a motherfucker be roarin'

Big gun, big, yeah, show 'em

City to city, I'm tourin'

Lil' Carti, I'm ready to pull up

All of my diamonds, they glowin'

Fuck on your bitch

Yeah, she left in the mornin'

[Verse 1]

Diamonds, they skatin' on ice

Run it up, bitch, Jerry Rice

Aye, hurt your feelings with the price

Everything come with a price

Everything come with a price

Hundred thousand, yeah, my price

Too many rings like I'm Mike

I got the motherfuckin' mic

I got the motherfuckin' Ike

I told your bitch to come try

Pass me the motherfuckin' mic

I'm in the lobby, I'm piped

I told that bitch to come pipe

Shorty wan' fuck on the pipe

Ooh, uh, uh, what, uh

Shorty gon' lick on the pipe

[Verse 2]

I got the strap like a dyke

I got the strap, I don't fight

My diamonds, they icey, aye

My diamonds, they ice, they bite

Your diamonds, they aight, alright?

Ask that lil' bitch what's her type

[Chorus]

Ooh, hop in that motherfuckin' foreign

And a motherfucker be roarin'

Big gun, big, yeah, show 'em

City to city, I'm tourin'

Lil' Carti, I'm ready to pull up

All of my diamonds, they glowin'

Fuck on your bitch

Yeah, she left in the mornin'

[Verse 3]

Diamonds on diamonds on diamonds

Empty your pockets and pay that lil' homage

I got Pirus in the lobby

I got Pirus right behind me

Cranberry drip with the rag

I might just pull in Bompton

Walk in the lobby like Gotti

You can't trust me, I'm too poppin'

These ****, they tryna 2Pac me

Used to be robbin'

Molly Santana, jaw lockin'

This Spanish bitch callin' me papi

She ride me like a Bugatti

Hop in the foreign for the mileage

Heat the booth up, bitch, I'm tired

Booted up, bitch never tired

What, ooh, ooh

[Chorus]

Ooh, hop in that motherfuckin' foreign

And a motherfucker be roarin'

Big gun, big, yeah, show 'em

City to city, I'm tourin'

Lil' Carti, I'm ready to pull up

All of my diamonds, they glowin'

Fuck on your bitch

Yeah, she left in the mornin'

Written by: Jordan Carter, Onika Maraj, Timothy Jordan Jenks

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