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