[ Chorus ]
Young n***a got my weight up
Stack bread got my cake up
Living good I'm paid up and I will never go broke again
Gang gang when I come through
Flex hard no muscle
Grind hard I hustle and I'll never go broke again
[Verse 1: Foreign]
Shorty toating this 40
Man these hoes ain't worthy
Ops mad they worried
Flexing on em just cause I can
BeamTeam my youngings
Gang Gang or nothing
Party jumping it's bussing
Bout to f** it off all again
Riding round in my city
Jackballin on tillies
Remy all in my kindneys
Gang gang got hella bands
Ima stunted on them I know that
Don't give a f** and I show that
Mac 11 WE toat that
Red beam straight at yo head
TeamFlee that's gang nem
Fake n***as we hate them
Broke n***as we ain't them
Paper stacking I love my bread
Watch drippy no fu sh**
Come thru Onnat Ku sh**
Gold gold on my toofis
Shorty snapping I love her head
[Verse 2: Foreign ]
If you see me den w my gang lil b**h
Stop bragging bout yo chain I'll take yo sh**
Rooga to yo mind a change yo sh**
I'm like hold on this n***a be tripping
I'm high off this pill and this remy be tripping
I'm f**ing these hoe but I'm all bout my riches
She swallow my kids she all bout my children
Ima stack my bread my bread till its high then a building
I'm big foreign with a glo on my name
These n***as be Haten they hoes and the lames
I show up and sh** and they glad that I came
My gang is so raw and they how we bang
I'm high of the d** and I'm stay switching lanes
They like foreign baybee why u stay switching names
I do what I want cause I been n the game like
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