Foreign Lyrics

Aye

Yea

Aye

Yea

You know

I got a new line for this one

Might Rollie my time with this one

You talk about this

You talk about that

I think might clap with this one

I'm making it stack

We talking bout cash

I might make a gang with this one

Could talk about this

And talk about that

But don't talk about that on this one

Might Rollie my time with this one

I might make it shine with this one (for real)

He outta his mind with this one

I might break a spine with this one (geez)

I might leave em crying with this one

The digital climb, off of the crime, I might leave em crying with this one

I might leave em dying with this one (geez geez)

I saw them weigh it

I saw them scale it

I came back in the middle of the day

So boldface I don't care what you say

You standing in line and I'm bout to get paid

I saw them beat it

I saw them bake it

No we ain't talk no Betty, no cake

I want it all, no minimum pay

I'm heading to top, nah a nigga won't wait

I saw him heat it

I saw him take it

I saw the life walking out of his face

All for the money and the Munnyville dreams

I wanna live where the air smell clean

I want my daughter to feel like a queen

Ain't nobody stopping nor blocking my dreams

I just bought a Glock and I'm itching to squeeze (ok)

If this be the price then I'm severing these feigns

I got a new line for this one

Might Rollie my time with this one

You talk about this

You talk about that

I think might clap with this one

I'm making it stack

We talking bout cash

I might make a gang with this one

Could talk about this

And talk about that

But don't talk about that on this one

Might Rollie my time with this one

I might make it shine with this one

He outta his mind with this one

I might break a spine with this one

I might leave em crying with this one

The digital climb, off of the crime, I might leave em crying with this one

I might leave em dying with this one (geez geez)

You didn't see me wasn't on CC

Now that you see me

Gucci and Prada

Cruising in a Bentley

Flying out to Italy

Hash in my blunt with a little of ganja

I was on the corner, selling marijuana

It was 2 am on a Tuesday and they'd kick me out if I don't do this

No finance

And I rather die than be in debt

Fuck my bank and fuck their friends

I rather get high than get on a jet

But I rather fly than use my legs

I rather be out in Paris having sex than packing these package up in UPS

Ok (geez)

I got a new line for this one

Might Rollie my time with this one (for real)

You talk about this

You talk about that

I think might clap with this one (geez)

I'm making it stack

We talking bout cash

I might make a gang with this one

Could talk about this

And talk about that

But don't talk about that on this one (geez geez)

Might Rollie my time with this one

I might make it shine with this one (for real)

He outta his mind with this one

I might break a spine with this one (geez)

I might leave em crying with this one

The digital climb, off of the crime, I might leave em crying with this one

I might leave em dying with this one (geez geez)