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jayinthecut - foreign lyrics

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[intro: jayinthecut, will harlan, & arjun natarajan]
yo you heard this new kid, jayinthecut
ay, yo turn my sh-t up
yeah, he’s mad fire
b-mp that sh-t

[chorus]
they talkin’ about my rhymes, they talkin’ flames (fire)
hop in the rari, count these bands, i’m switchin’ lanes (skrt)
pull up in a foreign, while a foreign givin’ brain (foreign)
mobbin’ out to gucci and you know we boonk gang (double g)
they talkin’ about my rhymes, they talkin’ flames (fire)
hop in the rari, count these bands, i’m switchin’ lanes (skrt)
pull up in a foreign, while a foreign givin’ brain (foreign)
mobbin’ out to gucci and you know we boonk gang (double g)

[verse 1]
foreign on my car, foreign on my broad (foreign)
foreign everything and you know my glizzy hot (boo)
pull up with a shotty, i’ma make you body drop
then i pull up with a shawty and you know she givin’ top
she give me top in the back of cpk (top)
bought her fish filet
now she suckin’ for the day (all day)
bought a new benz
and i always keep a k (a k)
shooters on me ready
and they do what i say
and i’m getting benjamins in my hand
tiger roarin’ on my shirt, gucci down to my pants (my pants)
always use a rubber, but i’m getting all these bands
she said i was lookin’ hot, then i said boy i’m a mans (mans not hot)

[chorus]
they talkin’ about my rhymes, they talkin’ flames (fire)
hop in the rari, count these bands, i’m switchin’ lanes (skrt)
pull up in a foreign, while a foreign givin’ brain (foreign)
mobbin’ out to gucci and you know we boonk gang (double g)

[verse 2]
boonk gang, that’s some real sh-t (yes sir)
iced out that’s a real wrist (ice ice)
100 thousand on me, that’s a real lick
choppa on me in the car, that’s a real hit
do a drive by and i leave a body
other rappers trying to take my sh-t, they acting like a potty (toilet)
only one guy by my side, with a clip, and his name is tommy (tommy gun)
i hit up a party, with your thottie, give her seed like poppy (give her seed)
she call me papi, cuz she spanish (wha huh, yuh yuh)
one look at my wrist and she knew what sunk the t-tanic (tanic)
she came back to my place, i called a uber, then she vanished (zoom)
she said she seein’ someone, i said that i am a savage (i’m a savage)

[chorus]
they talkin’ about my rhymes, they talkin’ flames (fire)
hop in the rari, count these bands, i’m switchin’ lanes (skrt)
pull up in a foreign, while a foreign givin’ brain (foreign)
mobbin’ out to gucci and you know we boonk gang (double g)

[verse 3]
mobbin’ out to gucci in the rari, know we flexin’
girls get on their knees and pray to me like i’m the reverend (pray)
ain’t been through war but i got scars like i’m a veteran (the cut)
she was lookin’ hot, so i said my wrist is a beverage (water)
dripping her in water, they call me the patek baptist
she don’t play basketball, with my b-lls, she don’t need practice
my wrist is a sunken place, so wet, it’s like atlantis
she wanted to ride starboard, i said b-tch i am the captain (i’m the captain)
saint laurent on my jacket
and my wrist so wet, the dam broke, now it wreakin’ havoc (wet wet)
she like ridin’ bottom, but i’m about to break a habit (break it)
she said i’m ups because i got the perfect package (package)

[chorus]
they talkin’ about my rhymes, they talkin’ flames
hop in the rari, count these bands, i’m switchin’ lanes
pull up in a foreign, while a foreign givin’ brain
mobbin’ out to gucci and you know we boonk gang



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