The Americanos - In My Foreign lyrics

[Intro] The Americanos [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?) Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?) We can turn up the radio, we ain't got no place to go Girl do you wanna ride? [Verse 1: French Montana] Fo' sho' she wanna ride, fo' sho' she wanna slide Fo' sho' we gettin' sauced, fo' sho' we gettin' high Pull up swaggin', hop out the wagon s**ers gonna hate but the ladies wanna brag What you say? What you say? What you say? Whole team faded like Jordan with the J Cradle to the grave, NY to the Bay Millions in the bank and the hunnids in the safe Ain't nothing to a G baby Foreign sitting low, climb out the V baby Haan, ain't nothing to a G baby Foreign sitting low climb out the V baby [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?) Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?) We can turn up the radio, we ain't got no place to go [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign] Girl it feels like Saturday, everyday I'm smoking loud and feeling so high I'm rolling good through my hood Getting lit like the 4th of July I got that exotic that you probably can't afford We be going up like them burger fly gold We ain't got no problems cause we counting all this cash Got a lot of head with her metro on the dash [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?) Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?) We can turn up the radio, we ain't got no place to go Girl do you wanna ride? [Verse 3: Lil Yachty] You should bring your homie, I'll bring one too Know you like the spotlight, so let me introduce you Just me and you parked up at the top looking at the view So anything that we could do, drive with me and never lose Do you wanna ride in my foreign, get your red-bottom heels, no Jordans I know your ex-boyfriend was hella boring Now we skirting 130, no snorring [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign] Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?) Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?) We can turn up the radio, we ain't got no place to go Girl do you wanna ride?