Foreigner (Original) lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
808 Melo
Trap House Mob (Hahahaha, woo)
This is a Melo Beat (It's Big 092MLBOA)

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
My b*tch a foreigner (Grrt)
Foreigner (Hahaha, bah)
Foreigner (Woo)
Foreigner (Uh)
Foreigner (Grrt)
Foreigner (Bah)
Foreigner
Foreigner

[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
My b*tch a foreigner (Woo) and she love to f*ck (Love to f*ck)
She suck it up (Uh), make her fall in love
Put that on her tongue (Hahaha), Perky on her tongue
She do the walks for us (Walk that sh*t), make her one of us
The gas that I'm smokin' potent (Potent)
Ice on my neck snowin' (Snowin')
I'm dark skin, glowin' (Glowin')
Off the Perky, I'm rollin' (Rollin')
Valet, park it (Park it)
I'm screamin', I'm barkin' (Barkin')
They like, "Papi, why you startin'?"
Pop a Perc', go retarded (Woo)
They know I'm wildin', I need that respect (Grrt)
Seven hundred grams, icy baguettes (Baow)
Pop Smoke, n*ggas know I'm up next (Woo)
Dread keep on shootin' until it's none left
I'm 823, yeah, I throw up the set (Ayo Cig)
Twenty years old, but I move like the vet'
You talk out your mouth, you better invest in a vest
n*gga, 'cause you could get left
Your b*tch is a foreigner, huh?
I f*ck her and pass her
Show her the difference between a dog and a master (Master)
Lamborghini truck, floorin' (Floorin')
Got your b*tch in the back whorin' (Whorin')
She like, "Papi, I adore you"
I'm like, "Baby, I ain't normal," rrr, rrr, rrr
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Foreigner (Grrt)
Foreigner (Hahaha, bah)
Foreigner (Woo)
Foreigner (Uh)
Foreigner (Grrt)
Foreigner (Bah)
Foreigner
Foreigner

[Verse 2: A Boogie wit da Hoodie, Pop Smoke & Lil Durk]
Hoodie on, it get scary
Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary (Hahaha)
Christian Dior I need more (Woo)
Don't do Saint Laurent anymore (Woo)
Yeah, na-na-na, let it off (Yeah)
Yeah, let's go
Yeah, forty-five in my drawers
And they say I sound like a dog (Rrr), ha
On God, I'm in fraud
I was in all the stores
I bought every Hermès scarf, yeah
Do you feel me?
Thousand pair of Mike Amiris
But I still need more
I could go on and on (Hahaha), yeah
I ain't even gotta talk, yeah (Woo, woo)
Chopper go na-na-na (Woo)
I don't know opposition ride around in the Urus (No Urus)
Ride with guns, no insurance (Yeah, yeah)
Had the chance to f*ck a top R&B b*tch
But I got head and I blew it (Yeah)
I don't wanna hear it, trenches love when I visit (When I visit)
Voice of the streets, period
Bury me in Mike Amiri (Yeah)
Hoodie on with a semi (Mm)
Young n*gga with a Richie
Young n*gga with a Richie
The Richie the one that had came with the big head, n*gga, Jimmy
Headshot, that's a jimmy
Big dawg in my city
Kill a opp in this b*tch
Red dot to her titty, yeah
Feel like I'm richer than Richard the Mille (Gang)
f*ck a opp b*tch, told her, "Get out her feelings"
Pop me a Perc' and I damage my kidneys (Damage my kidneys)
Go to New York and I cool with some Billy's (Yeah, yeah)
Rather get caught then to die with the glizzy (Die with the glizzy)
Hear me some sirens, pop me a wheelie (Pop me a wheelie, gang)
Turn on Pop Smoke and A Boogie, damn near put on a hoodie (Let's get it)
Put a switch on a back of that G-Lock, turn that b*tch into a fully (Grrah, grrah)
CPR just off a headshot, told them, "Boys, don't bully" (Boom)
He R.I.P. off R.I.P.'s, them not no regular bullets (Yeah)
[Outro: Lil Durk]
Let's get it, man