[Intro]
Ay is that foreign?
[Verse]
Walk down my block with that bust down, they gon stare
Living like a demon but I’m rocking Palm Angels
Thought he was a demon, he got turnt into an angel
Now they put his a picture in a shirt, and they framed him
This b*tch war my dick don’t even know that’s what the fame do
I ain’t even gotta talk
That’s what the chain do
Blip, blip, blip, blip, blip, blip
That’s what the game do
Flip, flip, flip flip, flip, flip
That’s what they can’t do
Pull up to the block they like (Ay, is that foreign?)
I was trappin early in the mornin’, y’all was snoring
I was up serving all them fiends what I’m doing
Now this ain’t no Kool-Aid b*tch, it’s lean what I’m pouring
Goofy b*tch, tryna give her a check said she don’t want no bands
Shut up b*tch, you know you selling pussy you got an onlyfans
I ain’t mean to swerve on ‘еm (Skrt)
I was in a lamb
[?] just hit a splurge on ‘em
All they do is dancе