Foul lyrics

[Chorus]
These n*ggas so foul
They'll take your life for a bag of some loud
That lil’ b*tch with me I'm pipin' it down
Walk in the store leave you dead in the aisle
b*tch, I’m a canine, I'm just like a chow
Get your own drip, tryna bite my style
After we f*ck she get up and she smile
I was on 85 south in the SUV Finna go get P
Got a outside plug and he waiting on me
Got a north side b*tch and she laying on me
Got a carbon one five for n*gga lyin' on me
Had a lot of bum n*ggas go an' change on me
Put some racks on your head know life ain't free

[Verse 1]
'Scuse me, cutie, shoes ain't cheap
Got a hundred rounds on me so I ride around deep
When she open up her legs I'ma go inside her deep
Showing her true colors, she a bona fide freak
Gotta show my true colors, I’m a bona fide plug
Got real good bud, got a white run nug
Got car kits on, n*gga said he gonna rob me
I think not if we talkin’ bout new
Tell 'em buy a new Glock
I’m riched out I'm gonna buy a n*gga block
All these rappers got a n*gga too hot so a n*gga might quit
'Cause I make more money from the marijuana sh*t
Drop a bag on the scale and I drop me a hit
Tryna sabotage, cashed out this sh*t
I ain't have a car, I was walkin’ and sh*t
Now these thots be stalkin' and sh*t
All these blues in my pocket and sh*t
When you shootin' down em make sure you don't miss
Got two aimin' with made up names
I'ma go swipe with a four bust out chain
Got a bad lil' baby and she rockin' fresh braids
Why we never see you? 'Cause I don't like fame
She been ridin' all night so I know that she drained
And these hundreds on me blue, just like the fame
Growin' up all a n*gga went through was pain
Jumped off the balcony when 12 came to raid
Balenciaga Triple S off-white beige
Summerhill County, I ain't talkin' bout Dade
Every year a n*gga music get better with age
I ain't gotta di*k ride, I'ma ride my own wave
[Chorus]
These n*ggas so foul
They'll take your life for a bag of some loud
That lil' b*tch with me I'm pipin' it down
Walk in the store leave you dead in the aisle
b*tch, I'm a canine, I'm just like a chow
Get your own drip, tryna bite my style
After we f*ck she get up and she smile
I was on 85 south in the SUV Finna go get P
Got a outside plug and he waiting on me
Got a north side b*tch and she laying on me
Got a carbon one five for n*gga lyin' on me
Had a lot of bum n*ggas go an' change on me
Put some racks on your head know life ain't free