Bad bitch in a foreign car
Now she says she wanna be my star
I'm a hood nigga I can't fall
That's why I keep the 40 by my drawers
Bad bitch in a foreign car
Now she says she wanna be my star
I'm a hood nigga I can't fall
That's why I keep the 40 by my drawers
I just poured a Drizzy Drake, I just poured me a six, yeah
All my souljas yeah we straight, and we still bout some shit, yeah
Ain't no Carti, I'm lit
Ray Bands, Cartier lenses
All of my tastes expensive
And I'm still smokin' on mids, yeah
Your baby says she feels me cuz I'm thuggin'
I be all up in it like the deep end
Gotta get goin' I'm always on go
Never had nothing I gotta get more
Deuce in the Faygo I'm movin' real slow
She fell in love with that shit in her nose
Hold on baby, I'ma get you more
Yeah, call up the plug and he pull up for sure
They show me love cuz they know I'ma glow
They don't want no smoke
Know where I'm at, but they never show
Ain't no match all my slimes cutthroat
Bad bitch in a foreign car
Now she says she wanna be my star
I'm a hood nigga I can't fall
That's why I keep the 40 by my drawers
Bad bitch in a foreign car
Now she says she wanna be my star
I'm a hood nigga I can't fall
That's why I keep the 40 by my drawers
I can never fall
I know I make 'em proud
Bossed up by my lone
Cuz they were never 'round
I been down and out
Shawty was there when the times got hard
Gotta make it out
Gotta put her in a foreign car
Number 9 all on my jeans, yeah
Pull up in this bitch so clean, yeah
I know they hate what they see
They want me dead, I ain't even worried
Call up the Kiiid he gon' let it spray, uh
Mob ties, no Drake
Whole team we straight
Look how far we done made it
Bad bitch in a foreign car
Now she says she wanna be my star
I'm a hood nigga I can't fall
That's why I keep the 40 by my drawers
Bad bitch in a foreign car
Now she says she wanna be my star
I'm a hood nigga I can't fall
That's why I keep the 40 by my drawers