Foreign Cars Lyrics

My niggas tell me that it's go time

It's time to go, I hit the road, it's lock and load time

He hit his shots like a free throw, don't need reload time

And I can't tell you what I'm seeing through my own eyes

That's where the truth lies

And I'm sorry, nobody gon' act like me

No more parties, regardless, we get tipsy

And I ain't trippin' of what move you make

Just know that it Mob the gang and we aint moving snake

Foreign cars in different states

Double the price and double the ice

She looking real nice, might take her tonight

She said that she got it, she booking a flight

I can't turn her hoe into a housewife, so I lay pipe and

Then I be gone, she said that I'm guilty for wearing cologne

Might cop an AP two-tone

Mama said, oh boy, you grown

We had struggled to make it out

I'm the goat, ain't nothing to debate about

Now he talking too much, call him motor mouth

If he say the wrong thing, we gon' send him south

So don't take it for granted

No, this ain't happen I planned it

keep calm, don't panic

Cause we all cause havoc

I just wanna live lavish

Cooped up with a bad bitch

Cooped up with a bad bitch

Cooped up with a bad bitch

Bad bitch

My niggas tell me that it's go time

It's time to go, I hit the road, it's lock and load time

He hit his shots like a free throw, don't need reload time

And I can't tell you what I'm seeing through my own eyes

That's where the truth lies

And I'm sorry, nobody gon' act like me

No more parties, regardless, we get tipsy

And I ain't trippin' of what move you make

Just know that it Mob the gang and we aint moving snake

Foreign cars in different states

I got your back, you got my back

We gon' scratch that, scratch that

We was sending hundreds through the cash app

She gon' throw it on me, guarantee I'm finna tap that

But she got a friend, bring her in, double tap that

That's Bogo, she bounce her dick like Pogo

I'm down up in Soho

Took her shopping but , she gon' have no clothes on

Neck froze like snow cone, freeze you like Frozone

If I tell you I got you, just know that I got you

I'll give you my word now, bruh

What the fuck is the word now, bruh

You believe what you heard now, bruh

Smoke too much weed indeed, I be high as the birds now, bruh

I can't get curved now, model bitches, they taking they turns now

Get lit, get turned now

One night with me, she turned out

My niggas tell me that it's go time

It's time to go, I hit the road, it's lock and load time

He hit his shots like a free throw, don't need reload time

And I can't tell you what I'm seeing through my own eyes

That's where the truth lies

And I'm sorry, nobody gon' act like me

No more parties, regardless, we get tipsy

And I ain't trippin' of what move you make

Just know that it Mob the gang and we aint moving snake

Foreign cars in different states