Foreign Lingo by 9lokkNine Lyrics
[Intro]
What's wrong with these niggas?
I feel like the man
I count big figures
You know that I had six figures
Woodley on the beat
Oh that's who got the beat
Yeah we be talkin' big numbers
Nigga better not play (bang bang)
Pullin' on the street (ay, ay)
Right here on his street
I know you is
Look, check me out
[Verse]
I'll show a nigga somethin', crop 'em out with that stick
I know a rapper out here tellin', claiming he with the shit
He got me grippin' on this felon, yeah I'm mad as a bitch
He in my DM, oh he tough, cappin' how he done spit
He on that ra-ra-ra-ra, he just talkin' his shit
We come through fa-fa-fa-fa, puttin' shots in the wind
If you done did it, why you speakin' bout' the shit you done did
Clip longer than yo' lock, just to split yo' lil wick
I seen Lil Taylor lock his socket, knock off half of yo' shit
I had the key to that bitch heart, and now I lost it again
I can't even tell these hoes apart, I'm wondering whatchu with
I lost the key, then push the start, better ask Lil Dort how I pledge
They hit they lights, they tryna spin, shootin' don't even sped
I'm talkin' where do I begin, Boonk it won't even end
I heard them niggas that want smoke, they camping out Willow Bend
We in the Taco Bell parking plaza ducked on the tent
We come thru droppin' tops, and body drops, we don't know who done did it
I let a nigga take his last stand, right there where he shitted
He hidin' damn ain't hard to find a nigga when we come visit
I'm tired of hearing all this opera music, RIP snitches
I copped a rover, open that bitch up, right there in the trenches
Yo' time is over jhit, just give it up, they ain't wanna listen
I'm sellin' [?] the clip then came with extensions
Oh you a janitor, he claimin' that he done caught me slippin'
Them .223's will hit yo' body, knock the belt off yo' britches
I ain't joinin' the Illuminati, cause I ain't banging no 6's
Ten grand take care of that body, told 'em handle yo' business
You know we back to back, and switched the tags and duckin' the sentence
Got niggas mad, I fuck with Ace, but I'm ten toes on my pivot
I can't maneuver with the choppa, so I'm totin' the semi
A Russian cable holla doctor said "I think you the illest"
For what he say, his balls away, I then put smoke in the chimney
That cake bake 10k, you gon' rush to them fillings
If you cheat, then I cheat, I'm just matchin' yo' energy
Got niggas cliquin', teamin' up, I hear they tryna get rid of me
I be laughing at these clowns, cause they really be kidding me
He was on E, I gassed him up, that was love from the city
Twenty-four mil on 10 Percent, I guess it's love from the business
"He signed a deal for 2 mil, I finna show him my titties"
That's what she said, shit I just quote it, I just made it a lyric
This off my brain, I never wrote it, I just came how I'm feelin'
Nut on her face and now she tellin' me she seeing my children
Man I knew she was a monkey, cause she actin' all curious
This shit real, hit up yo' bunker with a dagger and spear
I got my VV's ear to ear, now my smile chandelier
My circle tighter than a virgin, I don't fuck with you squares
I ain't beefin' with no nigga, stay ten miles from right here
Just like my last song, I had to put the pain in the rears
I'm poppin', Adderall, it got me actin' all of them squares
He want publicity, I make you history, basaquer
She tryna get to me, she suckin' balls, and all that's a fear
Hold on listen bitch here
What's wrong with these niggas?
I feel like the man
I count big figures
You know that I had six figures
Woodley on the beat
Oh that's who got the beat
Yeah we be talkin' big numbers
Nigga better not play (bang bang)
Pullin' on the street (ay, ay)
Right here on his street
I know you is
Look, check me out
[Verse]
I'll show a nigga somethin', crop 'em out with that stick
I know a rapper out here tellin', claiming he with the shit
He got me grippin' on this felon, yeah I'm mad as a bitch
He in my DM, oh he tough, cappin' how he done spit
He on that ra-ra-ra-ra, he just talkin' his shit
We come through fa-fa-fa-fa, puttin' shots in the wind
If you done did it, why you speakin' bout' the shit you done did
Clip longer than yo' lock, just to split yo' lil wick
I seen Lil Taylor lock his socket, knock off half of yo' shit
I had the key to that bitch heart, and now I lost it again
I can't even tell these hoes apart, I'm wondering whatchu with
I lost the key, then push the start, better ask Lil Dort how I pledge
They hit they lights, they tryna spin, shootin' don't even sped
I'm talkin' where do I begin, Boonk it won't even end
I heard them niggas that want smoke, they camping out Willow Bend
We in the Taco Bell parking plaza ducked on the tent
We come thru droppin' tops, and body drops, we don't know who done did it
I let a nigga take his last stand, right there where he shitted
He hidin' damn ain't hard to find a nigga when we come visit
I'm tired of hearing all this opera music, RIP snitches
I copped a rover, open that bitch up, right there in the trenches
Yo' time is over jhit, just give it up, they ain't wanna listen
I'm sellin' [?] the clip then came with extensions
Oh you a janitor, he claimin' that he done caught me slippin'
Them .223's will hit yo' body, knock the belt off yo' britches
I ain't joinin' the Illuminati, cause I ain't banging no 6's
Ten grand take care of that body, told 'em handle yo' business
You know we back to back, and switched the tags and duckin' the sentence
Got niggas mad, I fuck with Ace, but I'm ten toes on my pivot
I can't maneuver with the choppa, so I'm totin' the semi
A Russian cable holla doctor said "I think you the illest"
For what he say, his balls away, I then put smoke in the chimney
That cake bake 10k, you gon' rush to them fillings
If you cheat, then I cheat, I'm just matchin' yo' energy
Got niggas cliquin', teamin' up, I hear they tryna get rid of me
I be laughing at these clowns, cause they really be kidding me
He was on E, I gassed him up, that was love from the city
Twenty-four mil on 10 Percent, I guess it's love from the business
"He signed a deal for 2 mil, I finna show him my titties"
That's what she said, shit I just quote it, I just made it a lyric
This off my brain, I never wrote it, I just came how I'm feelin'
Nut on her face and now she tellin' me she seeing my children
Man I knew she was a monkey, cause she actin' all curious
This shit real, hit up yo' bunker with a dagger and spear
I got my VV's ear to ear, now my smile chandelier
My circle tighter than a virgin, I don't fuck with you squares
I ain't beefin' with no nigga, stay ten miles from right here
Just like my last song, I had to put the pain in the rears
I'm poppin', Adderall, it got me actin' all of them squares
He want publicity, I make you history, basaquer
She tryna get to me, she suckin' balls, and all that's a fear
Hold on listen bitch here