Yeah Rich Eskimo Hop in the foreign, we be racing (foreign, racing, racing, racing) Pockets filled up with dead presidents, they think I'm racist I cut her off 'cause she too basic (basic, basic, basic) I can't fuck her 'less she got a friend, got 'em trading places So many choppers like the Navy Ride with them bitches every day just like we left the fuckin' Army basic My neighborhood full of crack babys Feds kicked the door, said we got that dope, neighbors say we goin' crazy Fuck you pay me, too much paper, fuck a hater Brand new Rollie, wifey made it, could've bought a damn Mercedes My shoes costs racks, alligator, she suck that dick, Draculator I bust in her mouth, she swallow then she thank me later Still on that Candler, middle of Decatur I'm too plugged, got too much flavor I came up, got too many haters Brand new foreign, came with the papers Tags on it, shawty gotta pick up Ass on her, make me want to spend a bag on her But she ain't shit, she too basic basic I'm high as fuck, I think I laced it Chase that cash, young nigga be patient All them chances, I would take it It couldn't break me, guess it made me Lost my niggas, shit so crazy, crazy, crazy Gotta thank God I beat the odds, goodness gracious, gracious, gracious Hop in the foreign, we be racing (foreign, racing, racing, racing) Pockets filled up with dead presidents, they think I'm racist I cut her off 'cause she too basic (basic, basic, basic) I can't fuck her 'less she got a friend, got 'em trading places So many choppers like the Navy Ride with them bitches every day just like we left the fuckin' Army basic My neighborhood full of crack babys Feds kicked the door, said we got that dope, neighbors say we goin' crazy 12 hit the door, they say we goin' crazy These lil thots is so crazy, they tryna have all my babies Maison Margiela, didn't come with no laces Strapped with this Glock, it didn't come with no safety Get 'em in, then we ship this shit out to Haiti Went and bought a new bag, it came with the fragrance Copped a new Jag, no tags, it got paper Goin' big on all of my haters All of the weed is strong, can you leave me 'lone I'm finna cop a new spot for the gang like the dome Six four, but no you cannot hit 'em no Goin' big, 'cause I got this bag on my own They kids, plus I'm havin' racks of my own Sneak diss, then we gon' pull up in your zone I'm havin' dab, Gucci all on my belt and it's chrome Hop in this foreign, it's push start Shooters send shots at his heart We havin' cash, don't need carts Thought we was playin' but this is no guitar Kickin' my shit like FIFA Get his ass swiped like VISA Smashin' on sight whenever I see him I hit the gas, I'm speedin' Hop in the foreign, we be racing (foreign, racing, racing, racing) Pockets filled up with dead presidents, they think I'm racist I cut her off 'cause she too basic (basic, basic, basic) I can't fuck her 'less she got a friend, got 'em trading places So many choppers like the Navy Ride with them bitches every day just like we left the fuckin' Army basic My neighborhood full of crack babys Feds kicked the door, said we got that dope, neighbors say we goin' crazy