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Foreign cars everywhere

Bad ******* everywhere, take the tool everywhere

We make this money everywhere

Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere

These *****s straight outta the hood

They goin' to Paris

That whip that we whippin' exotic

These ******* exotic on gas

Pull up and hop out a foreign car

And I'm gettin' trailed by a foreign broad

I'm livin' life like an Avatar

I got a stick when I pull up on y'all

Who the **** think I'm a sucka?

Who the **** think I won't pull up and let loose?

I got three ******* with me

I'ma pull up on Bleveland, they gon' **** the crew

Who gonna stop me now? Who's gonna stop me now?

Who's gonna stop me, boy? Who?

I can't get all of you, somebody come with me

Just in case you can tie shoes

How many times have I told you

If you don't **** everyone that'll be rude?

How many times have I told you

To bring me me bags and you could be cool

Check gang

Let's have a moment of silence for *****s ain't 'round with us

(Oh, oh, oh)

Doin' bookin', come through

Splash on *****s, on the gas on *****s

In Milan eatin' fettuccine

Front row with the fashion show *****s

**** around and go buy a Lamborghini

I'm goin' NASCAR on *****s

Puffin' on the la la

I've been the fly guy when *****s rocked Izod

I'm movin' chickens like Popeye

Old money, new money

***** never gettin' old, threw a young ***** rock

Cookin' up the raw **** right now

Cookin' up the raw **** right now

Used to break down a whole ounce

I used to break down a whole ounce

I gotta weigh the money up now

It's takin' too long for me to count

Decisions, decisions

You ****in' with me, that's a head on collision

Them MACs and them TECS and them FN's, them 9s

We hustled, we struggled, we made it and grind

***** this Avatar

Ayy, the Young Thug goin' brazy, Young Thug goin' brazy!

Hannah Montana! Bangin' in red bandanas, blatt, blatt!

They wanna **** on me cause I keep choppas with ammo

*****s gon' hate on me cause I'm at the top with bro though

Oooh! Head honcho, hold up, kick in your mom door, shoot with the 4 4

Hell is you doin'?

Hold up, wait, I can't breathe, *****

Half a mil' I done took on my street, *****

All white, Thug fit, I won't eat, *****

Ran off with them keys, I won't see them *****s

Geeked up but the money geek

I run bands up on another street

Best stylist in the world can't dress me

Keep a pistol just in case he wanna test me

I keep racks and all of my *****s gon' eat

I keep racks and all of my *****s gon' eat

Where's Tar? Man I need me some Xans

I just left the beach I'm having all of the sand

Pull up and hop out a foreign car

And I'm gettin' trailed by a foreign broad

I'm livin' life like an Avatar

I got a stick when I pull up on y'all

Who the **** think I'm a sucka?

Who the **** think I won't pull up and let loose?

I got three ******* with me

I'ma pull up on Bleveland, they gon' **** the crew

Who gonna stop me now? Who's gonna stop me now?

Who's gonna stop me, boy? Who?

I can't get all of you, somebody come with me

Just in case you can tie shoes

How many times have I told you

If you don't **** everyone that'll be rude?

How many times have I told you

To bring me me bags and you could be cool