International lyrics

[Produced by: Devereaux]
(Devereaux)
Hol' up, huu-

[Chorus: Ouija Macc & (Trizz)]
When I hit the highway mashing I'm ghost
Looking at me sideways b*tch you get roast
I just landed down in London really eating vegan scones
Whoop Whoop for the FBI tappin' on my phone
Really International (I'm really International)
Really International (I'm really International)
(I'm really international everywhere I got my pole everything is getting sold I get it everywhere I go I'm really international)

[Verse 1: Trizz]
I'm out the country blowing G's smoking weed (straight up!)
I'm in (?) performing gеtting this cheese
n*gga please givе a f*ck if it's on lock I got the keys
I got tricks up my sleeve with money I pay the fee n*ggas bleed, these b*tches ain't scaring me I'm gon' feed
I eat off all the hate, my bank account full of G's
(?) I'm the medicine giving you what you need overseas speaking languages n*ggas ain't never read (straight up!)
I'm the definition of evil, I'm lethal
I get paranoid around a lot of people
The first to ever do it like I do it ain't no sequel (nah)
It's money in that b*tch and in the future I'm the prequel (n*gga)

[Chorus: Ouija Macc & (Trizz)]
When I hit the highway mashing I'm ghost
Looking at me sideways b*tch you get roast
I just landed down in London really eating vegan scones
Whoop Whoop for the FBI tappin' on my phone
Really International (I'm really International)
Really International (I'm really International)
(I'm really international everywhere I got my pole everything is getting sold I get it everywhere I go I'm really international)
[Verse 3: Ouija Macc]
All I ever wanted was a Visa and a passport
Back when I would keep a desert eagle in my Jansport
(Ooh) and a spinner cause my killers needed transport
Bigots can't stand it that's exactly what I stand for (huh)
Success was never really something that I planned for
Momma got evicted so we went and robbed the landlord (we did)
Socializing that ain't what I'm on the Gram for
b*tch I'm getting bands I'ma count 'em til' my hands sore
I'm really international
(I'm really international)
Killers get irrational
Oh this scope is tactical, I'm really international
(I'm really international)
They looking for a juggalo (run it)

[Chorus: Ouija Macc & (Trizz)]
When I hit the highway mashing I'm ghost
Looking at me sideways b*tch you get roast
I just landed down in London really eating vegan scones
Whoop Whoop for the FBI tappin' on my phone
Really International (I'm really International)
Really International (I'm really International)
(I'm really international everywhere I got my pole everything is getting sold I get it everywhere I go I'm really international)