"Foreign" lyrics

You know what I'm saying, man?
Still drinking lean and shit

Ooh, hop in that motherfucking foreign
And that motherfucker be roaring (Ooh)
Big gun, bitch, yeah, show 'em
City to city, I'm touring (Ooh)
Lil Carti, I'm ready to pour
All of my diamonds, they glowing
Fuck on your bitch, yeah
She left in the morning (Ooh)

Diamonds, they skating on ice, huh
Run it up, bitch, Jerry Rice, hey, ay
Hurt your feelings with the price, ay
Everything come with a price, ay
Everything come with a price, ay
Hundred thousand, yeah, my price (Ooh)
Too many rings like I'm Mike (Ooh)
I got the motherfucking mic (Ooh)
I got the motherfucking Ike, huh
I told your bitch to come trike, uh
Pass me the motherfucking mic, uh
I'm in the lobby, I'm piped, ooh
I told that bitch to come pipe, ooh
Shawty wan' fuck on the pipe, ooh, uh, ooh, what? Ooh
Shawty gon' lick on the pipe, ooh
I got the strap like a dyke, ooh
I got the strap, I don't fight, ooh
My diamonds, they icy ice, ooh
My diamonds, they ice, they bite, ooh
Your diamonds they 'ight, a'ight, ooh
Ask that little bitch what's her type? (Ooh, ay, what? Ay)

Ooh, hop in that motherfucking foreign
And that motherfucker be roaring (Ooh)
Big gun, bitch, yeah, show 'em
City to city, I'm touring (Yeah)
Lil Carti, I'm ready to pour
All of my diamonds, they glowing
Fuck on your bitch, yeah
She left in the morning (Ooh)

Diamonds on diamonds on diamonds
Empty your pockets and pay that little homage (What?)
I got Pirus in the lobby (Yeah)
I got Pirus right behind me (Carti)
Cranberry drip with the rag (Carti)
I might just pull up in Bompton (Carti)
Walk in the lobby like Gotti (Gotti)
You can't trust me, I'm too popping (Popping)
These niggas, they tryna 2Pac me (What? What?)
Used to be robbing (Robbing)
Molly Santana, jaw locking (Locking)
This Spanish bitch calling me Papi (Papi)
She ride me like a Bugatti ('Gatti)
Hop in the foreign, fuck the mileage (Mileage)
Pick the boof up, bitch, I'm tired (Tired)
Booted up, bitch, never tired (What? Ooh, ooh)

Ooh, hop in that motherfucking foreign (What?)
And that motherfucker be roaring (Ooh)
Big gun, bitch, yeah, show 'em
City to city, I'm touring (Ooh)
Lil Carti, I'm ready to pour
All of my diamonds, they glowing
Fuck on your bitch, yeah
She left in the morning (Ooh)