Foreign

[Intro] Census, what you cookin'? [Chorus: Lil Tecca] Foreign baddies on me, shawty said "Tecca, pull up on me," she on read She don’t even know me, give me head You could slide up on me, bring your friends Toast up if you pourin' it, toast up if you scorin' it, for real You need to pour up to get your confidence, for real She need to purify her mindset, yeah You don’t really gotta cry, lil' bitch, for real [Verse: NAV] Put my ice on, give me confidence, for real (For real) Made lots of income, got me comin' out my deals (Yes, sir) Don't wanna hear you complain if you ain't payin' no bills (No) Don't let 'em take your spot, there’s a lot of girls that will Tell me your secrets on Molly (Molly) Racks in my pocket, like Polly All the shit you do startin’ to bother me Am I comin' back? I don’t know, probably When she naggin', I don't give my ear (No ear) Shorty start cryin' as if I care Truth be told, she ain’t goin' nowhere These bitches weren't there when I came up Shorty want me 'cause I'm famous (Famous) My crib full of lions, can't tame us Shit go down at the party, they blame us (Yeah, yeah) Midnight slidin' on an opp block Shots made 'em dance, made 'em pop lock (Pop, pop) Bought it in cash when my card dropped I got some shit make your jaw lock (Yes, sir) [Chorus: Lil Tecca] Foreign baddies on me, shawty said "Tecca, pull up on me," she on read She don't even know me, give me head You could slide up on me, bring your friends Toast up if you pourin' it, toast up if you scorin' it, for real You need to pour up to get your confidence, for real She need to purify her mindset, yeah You don't really gotta cry, lil' bitch, for real