Foreigns On The Bruckner

Foreigns on the Bruckner, got it looking like a racetrack They said a lot that they wish they could take back I done made it off the ave and they hate that This M.A from the Bronx, don't mistake that Poppin bottles of some shit that I ain't never taste The blessings came cause I was down and ain't never hate Snapbacks and champagne we bout to celebrate I rep New York like Kiss, ain't a better state You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic If we talkin money why you switch the topic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic If we talkin money why you switch the topic You send a Uber I don't even got the app I told her bring her passport we flyin off the map She in the front seat but her ticket say the back It's a movie in my section and she don't know how to act We getting money they think we wit scammin BM after BM like Nick Cannon Yo out here the main focus is me I'm that nigga in the Bronx, I could open the key, it's me Foreigns on the Bruckner, got it looking like a racetrack They said a lot that they wish they could take back I done made it off the ave and they hate that This M.A from the Bronx, don't mistake that Poppin bottles of some shit that I ain't never taste The blessings came cause I was down and ain't never hate Snapbacks and champagne we bout to celebrate I rep New York like Kiss, ain't a better state You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic If we talkin money why you switch the topic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic If we talkin money why you switch the topic Catch ya girl city island and I'm buyin her drinks These crispy ass hundreds like they outta the brinks Before I wash my hands with her have her ass on the sink Then she go and tell you that it's not what you think, THINK You ain't even got your shit right I be trickin, I could tell you what your chick like I'm the one that these niggas ain't fuckin with The hate be fake too, on the low they really love this shit Foreigns on the Bruckner got it lookin like a race track They said a lot that they wish they could take back I done made it off the ave and they hate that This M.A. from the Bronx, don't mistake that Poppin bottles of some shit that I ain't never taste The blessings came cause I was down and they ain't never hate Snapbacks and champagne we bout to celebrate I rep New York like Kiss, ain't a better state You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic If we talkin money why you switch the topic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic You smokin hookah in your story and you toxic If we talkin money why you switch the topic Ain't no dirty disrespect Cause she know better since I brought her to the X Back to back foreigns, I'm like what did you expect Now all her friends want a nigga from the set You niggas know the rest, I'm heavy in the pockets Talk about money and these niggas change the topic Hookah what she smoking in her story and she toxic Comparisons to me, yo you niggas need to stop it Yeah you niggas need to stop it