lougotcash & bobby shmurda – foreign shit lyrics
[chorus: lougotcash]
don’t need a b+tch, don’t want the b+tch
i f+ck a b+tch, don’t cuff the b+tch
’cause i could never love no b+tch
my brother blood, my cousins crip
if it ain’t gas, don’t want the sh+t
gangster sh+t, they love that sh+t
f+ck that b+tch, don’t cuff that b+tch
[verse 1: lougotcash]
f+ck that b+tch, don’t need that b+tch
while shmurda’s on that other sh+t
that schemin’ sh+t, that robbin’ sh+t
that murder sh+t, they seen that sh+t
i see your b+tch, she spread her legs and louie get between that sh+t
that foreign sh+t, that ‘rari sh+t
or i’m on lamborghini sh+t
that glocky on, that switch and sh+t
my b+tch be on that switchin’ sh+t
we f+cked her, me and bro, she was walkin’ on that switchin’ sh+t
but she ain’t know we switchin’ sh+t
this perky got me glitchin’, b+tch
addy got me geekin’, ho, ain’t even know i hit your b+tch
[chorus: lougotcash]
i f+ck a b+tch, don’t cuff the b+tch
’cause i could never love no b+tch
my brother blood, my cousins crip
if it ain’t gas, don’t want the sh+t
gangster sh+t, they love that sh+t
f+ck that b+tch, don’t cuff that b+tch
that foreign sh+t, that ‘rari sh+t
or i’m on lamborghini sh+t
[verse 2: bobby shmurda]
i tuck the bread, i duck the feds
my brothers locked, my n+ggas dead
my wrist a drop, my b+tch oh yeah
my n+ggas hot, them n+ggas scared
we shoot at cops, who f+ckin’ cares?
my shooters poppin’ anywhere
free gutta them, they know it’s, yeah, yeah, yeah
jump out the coupe and start dumpin’, my n+gga
ain’t nothin’ to send ’em, they comin’, my n+gga
i tell ’em to done it, they doneing you n+ggas
put every one of you n+ggas
bustin’ that sh+t in her stomach, my n+gga
she jumpin’ and f+ckin’ and cummin’, my n+gga
i’m dumpin’ that sh+t on her tummy, lil’ n+gga
yeah, i am gon’ run into one of you n+ggas
n+ggas been pimpin’, been pimpin’, my n+gga
don’t trip and don’t walk with no limpin’, my n+gga
i come from the cracks in the kitchen, my n+gga
yeah, i had to put a clip on that n+gga
i’m definitely standin’ on business, my n+gga
no talkin’, no chattin’, no snitchin’, my n+gga
and definitely don’t talk to no women, my n+gga
unless she with it, my n+gga
[chorus: lougotcash]
i f+ck a b+tch, don’t cuff the b+tch
’cause i could never love no b+tch
my brother blood, my cousins crip
if it ain’t gas, don’t want the sh+t
gangster sh+t, they love that sh+t
f+ck that b+tch, don’t cuff that b+tch
that foreign sh+t, that ‘rari sh+t
or i’m on lamborghini sh+t
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