foreign cars

[Verse]
Foreign parties, we skrrt off in them foreign cars
We creepin' through the night, movin' silent in the dark
You's a little bitch, take you to the dog park
Lighting up, bitch, I'm finna spark
Glow like Chief Keef, haters on my dick
You know that I'm lit, posted up with Nick
She gonna take a pic, posing for the cam
I don't rap, I scam, Glock, it never jam
Bitch, you beautiful like some art, give me brain
Yeah, she smart, and I'm posted up with Art
Know my songs by heart, bitch, you're a fucking fan
Talkin' shit, now you're banned, at the beach in the sand
Private jet, finna land, sippin' on champagne
Take two shots to the brain, we gon' turn you to a stain
Leave your body to decay somewhere out in the woods
And I'm smokin' on a wood, sign language in the hood
Give me head, yeah, she good
Ask her what that mouth do, ho said, "Yappuccino"
I just popped a bean, ho, chilling with my Nina
Blow some racks, casino, but you should check my bankroll
Got some shooters, they on payroll, turn you to a bagel
Turn you to a fable, nobody knows you
Fuck percs, I sniff glue, yo' bitch, she ran through
I think that I got the flu, can't stop throwing racks up