BOY FROOT & J-Mix
BOY FROOT & MAXDADDY & J-Mix & Hundred Grand Dan
BOY FROOT & Hundred Grand Dan
BOY FROOT & MAXDADDY & J-Mix
BOY FROOT & J-Mix
BOY FROOT & Hundred Grand Dan & J-Mix
BOY FROOT & Hundred Grand Dan
BOY FROOT & MAXDADDY & J-Mix
BOY FROOT & MANKIND (rap) & J-Mix
BOY FROOT & Hundred Grand Dan & J-Mix
BOY FROOT & MAXDADDY & J-Mix
BOY FROOT & Baby Casket & MAXDADDY
BOY FROOT & Hundred Grand Dan
BOY FROOT & J-Mix
BOY FROOT & J-Mix
BOY FROOT & J-Mix
BOY FROOT & MAXDADDY
BOY FROOT & J-Mix & MAXDADDY
BOY FROOT
BOY FROOT & MAXDADDY
BOY FROOT & J-Mix
BOY FROOT & MAXDADDY & J-Mix & Hundred Grand Dan
Froot-
(hook) all black foreign angel wings soarin
Flyin thru the sky, the rain is pourin
Drippin down my face but i don’t feel a thing
Put you in your place cuz i’m the damn king
I’ont give a fuck, i just wanna glo
Up in the club, chirp me on the phone
Bitch it’s boy froot, all black on my nails
Weighin out a sack make it fat on the scale
I got an all black foreign, angels soarin
Flyin thru the sky, the rain is pourin
(hook)
J-mix-
I’m a motherfucking king, you can’t take my crown, you can’t take my ring
J-mix and boy froot, we don’t play no games
We bout that treasure bout that loot
All i do is win, you motherfuckers boring
I’m flying thru the sky in my all black foreign
You can’t tell me shit, i already fucked your bitch
Hella swag hella fuckin swag, fuck you bitch
I’ma fag, i’m a fuckin fag, i’ll fuck your bitch
You can’t tell me shit i’m all about my fuckin chips
I ain’t talkin pringles you u niggas sweet like chris kringle
(hook)
Hundred grand dan-
Roll up in an all black foreign, steezed out
Cheesed out i know you can’t afford this, you ford bitch
Roll up with tamie and lauren
Cuz i shaved my face and told them hoes i’m jeff gordon, no jordans
I’m so high, my pupils be like twice the size
Everything is spinning when i stop my ride
Make the trunk slump cuz that’s what they like
Party every night
Ladies say hundred grand, when’d you get so handsome?
Probably the same day that i bought my fuckin mansion
Oh no woah hoe get your hands of my cap gun
I'll have your girl wishin you was chubby with a manbun
Just relax son, your girl was nice, had her over last night
Yeah i tapped once, pardon me i tapped tons
Mad wicked stupid fun, rode her home in a foreign, gave her a couple ones
ALL BLACC FOREIGN was written by BOY FROOT & Hundred Grand Dan & J-Mix.
ALL BLACC FOREIGN was produced by BOY FROOT.