Lyrics
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Intro
You know what I'm sayin', man?
Still drinkin' lean and shit
Chorus
Ooh, hop in that motherfuckin foreign
And that motherfucker be roarin
Big gun, bitch, yeah, show em
Big gun, bitch, yeah, show em
City to city, I'm tourin
Lil Carti, I'm ready to pour
All of my diamonds, they glowin
Fuck on your bitch, yeah
She left in the mornin
Verse 1
Diamonds, they skatin on ice, huh
Run it up, bitch, Jerry Rice, hey, ayy
Hurt your feelings with the price, ayy
Everything come with a price, ayy
Everything come with a price, ayy
Hundred thousand, yeah, my price
Too many rings like I'm Mike
I got the motherfuckin
Chorus
Ooh, hop in that motherfuckin foreign
Ooh, hop in that motherfuckin foreign
And that motherfucker bе roarin
Big gun, bitch, yeah, show em
City to city, I'm tourin
Lil Carti, I'm ready to pour
All of my diamonds, thеy glowin
Fuck on your bitch, yeah
She left in the mornin
Verse 2
Diamonds on diamonds on diamonds
Empty your pockets and pay that lil homage
I got Pirus in the lobby
I got Pirus right behind me
Cranberry drip with the rag
I might just pull up in Bompton
Walk in the lobby like Gotti
You can't trust me, I'm too poppin
These niggas, they tryna 2Pac me
Used to be robbin
Molly Santana, jaw lockin
This Spanish bitch callin me Papi
She ride me like a Bugatti
Hop in the foreign, fuck the mileage
Pick the boof up, bitch, I'm tired
Booted up, bitch, never tired
Chorus
Ooh, hop in that motherfuckin foreign
And that motherfucker be roarin
Big gun, bitch, yeah, show em
City to city, I'm tourin
Lil Carti, I'm ready to pour
All of my diamonds, they glowin
Fuck on your bitch, yeah
She left in the mornin
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