[Chorus]
I drive the foreign like i’m in a race, I be flexing like i’m tryna demonstrate
I be with my n*ggas we be getting cake, he ain’t gang I see why these n*ggas hate
Coming through to see who b*tch i’m finna take, she in the foreign thinking it’s a Paris date
I be balling, I be balling, 24-7 each and every day
Spending chips I swear this sh*t like Vegas Stakes
[Verse 1]
I been getting money since i was a tot
Since a cub scout a n*gga had them knots
Louie on my back, Gucci on my watch
World Tour all this foreign sh*t i got
Always told my momma i’ma be a man
n*gga think I want his b*tch, what is you saying?
You can keep her
She just want me for my chips but I really want her friend
Hit her once and call a Lyft she’ll never hear from me again
Aiming for a Mil, I’ma see the day
Pull up in the Gatti driving like it’s GTA
I don’t f*ck with hating n*ggas, I don’t f*ck with fakes
b*tch i’m grinding, I don’t need a break
[Chorus]