(Hook) I ain’t goin far But every time I’m in this foreign car I feel like a p**n star ‘Cus all these ladies wanna f** me I’m speakin like the pretty bad girl And I ain’t goin far Yea… yea… And I ain’t goin far (Verse) Man I’m feelin like goin out Them ladies goin crazy when I pull that foreign out That b**h 200, watch where you goin now Now that’s what I be tellin valets when I’m goin out, for real Coupe tinted, n***a who in it? Rich n***a, in it to win it sponsored links Can I get a minute? Shawty said she wanted to kick it Told er get in, she put her bags in the engine, for real She got me trippin She got me swerving, she keeps showin naked pictures Now I got work One hand on that steering wheel, the other hand on that p**y And I almost crashed the whip Cus I wasn’t looki, goddamn (Hook) I ain’t goin far But every time I’m in this foreign car I feel like a p**n star ‘Cus all these ladies wanna f** me I’m speakin like the pretty bad girl And I ain’t goin far Yea… yea… And I ain’t goin far (Verse) Okay I’m feelin it whippin, I feel the adrenaline I’m doin 100, if I crash then we finished Maybe jet but we trippin, we be home in a minute In the room you can get my undivided attention Now let me roll it, I saw it Gossips only to show me She wanna f** to some Too $hort Then smoke to E-40 She wanna drink to some Outkast and fight to some Scrappy Wanna drive some Drizzy and hit the club to some Trappy And I’mma give it to er Lil mama want it so bad, I’m bout to give it to er yea n***a where my phone? I’m up and out it then I’m on my way home Yea girl I’m going home (Hook) I ain’t goin far But every time I’m in this foreign car I feel like a p**n star ‘Cus all these ladies wanna f** me I’m speakin like the pretty bad girl And I ain’t goin far Yea… yea… And I ain’t goin far