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I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
What's up Uncle Charles
I can shop on Mars
I can play guitar
Been ballin' with the stars
Jody Highroller
Anything can happen
Jokeohama tires
And your rims neon plastic
Ballin' so hard
Might wheel when I jay-walk
Shoot jumpers in Atlanta
Figured I was kin to Mookie Blaylock
600 with the kid, ballin on you and your fucking bitch
I can flip Ferrari with diamonds on my fucking wrist
Go into hiatus
Smoke weed up out of papers
Balling like the Lakers
Versace touch the pavement
Sandals touch the sand
Rocks up on my hand
I can sell oil
Like Afghanistan
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I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
On my gators
I can Walter Peyton
As-salamu alaykum
I can eat bacon
I can sink a ship
Balling like Wilt
Ya'll know who that is
Got more gold
Than Rumpelstilts'
Locking out them bars
Chains in my cars
While I'm out to bars
Got the syrup in my drawers
Don't be alarmed
In my heart is popsicle
I'm flipping candy pickle
And my car is candy nickel
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I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
Diamonds integrated
KKK must hate me
Did the fuckin' Matrix
When she tried to be my baby
Bitch had me mistaken
Bitch don't scratch my Dayton's!
We don't eat top ramens
My bitch from the Cayman's
Kill shit when I came in
Lookin' at the map
I'm tryin' to find a place I ain't been
Lookin' at the list ain't not one ho that I can't hit
This car knows every language
I'm choppin' up the pavement!
Choppin' up these bars
Cut just like tar
Flip double seven, I went hard up in the yard
Ballin out the gym, and I'm burning guard
Whip making plays, now I'm with the all stars?
Can we get a glimpse
Chilling with these boppers
And they wanna french kiss
In today's craze
You can ride the wave
I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades
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I be flippin' foreign
I be choppin' blades