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Paroles de la chanson Foreign Cars par G Perico

(IsThatTrey)

Foreign cars move fast
Blue bags stuffed full of blue cash
Everything green, we on go
How life might be next week, you never know
We all in pain, don't let it show
Just ran out of the drink, we need more
Let's go, hoppin' out, gang bangin' on niggas at the store

911 whip fast (Vroom), give a nigga whiplash
'Bout to crash out, I ain't playin' with your bitch ass
Pull this thing out and spray it on your snitch ass (Boom, boom, boom)
Tell a nigga, "No," now they hatin' on my rich ass (Haha)
But these days I'm tryna get wealthy (Cash)
I got a daughter to raise, I gotta be healthy (Clean)
Wakin' up to green juice for breakfast
Getting blocked out her life only time I felt helpless (Ouch)
I could tell you the definition of pain
I've been goin' through hell, ain't been checked on in days (Facts)
That's why I never put my trust in a bitch
Bein' disappointed is the only thing you'll get (Fuck all y'all)

Foreign cars move fast
Blue bags stuffed full of blue cash
Everything green, we on go
How life might be next week, you never know
We all in pain, don't let it show
Just ran out of the drink, we need more
Let's go, hoppin' out, gang bangin' on niggas at the store

My heart hurt, my soul hurt
My head hurt, but I'm still makin' shit work
Fake smiles, tryna make them real 'cause I been goin' through hell the past two years
Gotta take it to the top, I can't take breaks
I'm runnin' out of time, II can't make a mistake
So we back to this flood
I'm cold this time, I ain't showin' no

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