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[Verse 1]
f*ck the white LV I like the brown I guess I’m racist
Like my girls with uggs and leggings, like my b*tches basic
Scamming can’t leave traces no I don’t wanna catch cases
Your man can’t compare to me was trappin’ in my basement
f*ck a Bentley need a Rolls I wanna drive a spaceship
Yeezys or Pharrells I’m just gon stick to human races
So much pieces clipped and all this money had be wasted
Now we rich and swipin’ I just needed to be patient

[Chorus]
Riding in my whip, yeah that foreign it go zoom
When they ask me where the stu, tell em it’s inside my room
And your MCM he stink, that boy need to get perfume
And I always see the good in b*tches they think I’m on shrooms
Riding in my whip, yeah that foreign it go zoom
When they ask me where the stu, tell em it’s inside my room
And your MCM he stink, that boy need to get perfume
And I always see the good in b*tches they think I’m on shrooms

[Verse 2]
Rule number 1, always ride for your guys
‘Cause these b*tches don’t love you they just gonna tell you lies
She just wanna f*ck with me ‘cause she f*ck with my rhymes
And if you gon run up we smoke you like a dime
b*tch I’m high, got supply, that’s a opp oh very nice
He gon f*ck with us then we gon send him to the sky
You mad ‘cause that’s your b*tches and I just took her with my vibes
She left you ‘cause you boring she don’t f*ck with you, you dry
[Chorus]
Riding in my whip, yeah that foreign it go zoom
When they ask me where the stu, tell em it’s inside my room
And your MCM he stink, that boy need to get perfume
And I always see the good in b*tches they think I’m on shrooms
Riding in my whip, yeah that foreign it go zoom
When they ask me where the stu, tell em it’s inside my room
And your MCM he stink, that boy need to get perfume
And I always see the good in b*tches they think I’m on shrooms

[Verse 3]
Like shrooms, got my like I’m flyin’
These opps wanna joke with me so ima have em dyin’
Why these b*tches steady cappin’ I can tell they lyin’
Got so many di*k riders look at how hard they tryin’
Pull up with a .40 on my hip and that sh*t loaded
Don’t care ‘bout the cost of what I eat my stomach bloated
Greg and Brandon wildin’ of the pills it got them rollin’
Swear to god I don’t care ‘bout a stupid b*tch that hoein’

[Chorus]
Riding in my whip, yeah that foreign it go zoom
When they ask me where the stu, tell em it’s inside my room
And your MCM he stink, that boy need to get perfume
And I always see the good in b*tches they think I’m on shrooms
Riding in my whip, yeah that foreign it go zoom
When they ask me where the stu, tell em it’s inside my room
And your MCM he stink, that boy need to get perfume
And I always see the good in b*tches they think I’m on shrooms