Foreign (feat. Osfchelo)

I just pulled up in a foreign with all of the guys My brother Chelo keep them tecs up My phone on Do Not Disturb So if your bitch hit me up Know I won’t text her Shorty a treesh and she for the streets Ain’t nobody gonna flex her Big boy, flex up All of my niggas we next up I just pulled up in a foreign with all of the guys My brother Chelo keep them tecs up My phone on Do Not Disturb So if your bitch hit me up Know I won’t text her Shorty a treesh and she for the streets Ain’t nobody gonna flex her Big boy, flex up All of my niggas we next up All of my niggas gon shoot from the neck up Praises to God he be keeping me blessed up I chase the bag and I'm running a check up I'm zooted off percs now I need me a checkup I pour a four I go straight to the moon If you play with my gang you get sent to your tomb And I'm feeling like flash to the bag how I zoom Too the bag how I zoom I just pulled up in a foreign with all of the guys My brother Chelo keep them tecs up My phone on Do Not Disturb So if your bitch hit me up Know I won’t text her Shorty a treesh and she for the streets Ain’t nobody gonna flex her Big boy, flex up All of my niggas we next up I just pulled up in a foreign with all of the guys My brother Chelo keep them tecs up My phone on Do Not Disturb So if your bitch hit me up Know I won’t text her Shorty a treesh and she for the streets Ain’t nobody gonna flex her Big boy, flex up All of my niggas we next up Man I’m staying with the same niggas And we coming up right out the ground I been going through this pain nigga So I’m smoking it right out the pound Nigga always standing chatting always steady acting Looking like a clown All my niggas gon count up the backends And keep up the stacking cause we got the crown 4PF like I won me the lotto We stacking and stacking I’m smoking gelato And I’m fucking this bitch she a model I’m busting a nut if she sucking She swallow I’m chasing the bag like I was in a hurry The gang full of shooters we fading like Curry If an opp nigga pull up his body we bury I just pulled up in a foreign with all of the guys My brother Chelo keep them tecs up My phone on Do Not Disturb So if your bitch hit me up Know I won’t text her Shorty a treesh and she for the streets Ain’t nobody gonna flex her Big boy, flex up All of my niggas we next up I just pulled up in a foreign with all of the guys My brother Chelo keep them tecs up My phone on Do Not Disturb So if your bitch hit me up Know I won’t text her Shorty a treesh and she for the streets Ain’t nobody gonna flex her Big boy, flex up All of my niggas we next up