Foreign

Census, what you cookin'? Foreign baddies on me, shawty said "Tecca, pull up on me", she on read She don't even know me, give me head You could slide up on me, bring your friends Toast up if you pourin' it, toast up if you scorin' it, for real You need to pour up to get your confidence, for ill She need to purify her mindset, yeah You don't really gotta cry, lil' bitch, for real Put my ice on, give me confidence, for real (for real) Made lots of income, got me comin' out my deals (yes, sir) Don't wanna hear you complain if you ain't payin' no bills (no) Don't let them take your spot, there's a lot of girls that will Tell me your secrets on molly (molly) Racks in my pocket, like Polly All the shit you do starting to bother me Am I coming back? I don't know, probably When she naggin', I don't give her my ear (no ear) Shorty start crying as if I care Truth be told she ain't goin' nowhere These bitches weren't there when I came up Shorty want me 'cause I'm famous (famous) My crib full of lions, can't tame us Shit go down at the party, they blame us (yeah, yeah) Midnight slidin' on an opp block Shots made 'em dance, made 'em pop lock (pop, pop) Bought it in cash when my card dropped I got some shit make your jaw lock (yes, sir) Foreign baddies on me, shawty said "Tecca, pull up on me", she on read She don't even know me, give me head You could slide up on me, bring your friends Toast up if you pourin' it, toast up if you scorin' it, for real You need to pour up to get your confidence, for ill She need to purify her mindset, yeah You don't really gotta cry, lil' bitch, for real