Foreigner - Chetta

Im whipping Im whipping the foreign

Im whipping Im whipping the foreign

We smoke on We smoke in the foreign

Pull up and whipin the foreign

Your shit is boring your girl is yawning

My feet in the pedal im jordan

Jumping thru traffic, you can’t ignore me

They sleep on money they snur it

Im wide awake, putting cash to the safe

Take the kush to my face

Ahead of my time, ahead of the race

Ahead of my state, presidential the state

She out of molly but she think im great

The feelings get hurt when im on the place

We up in the building please get out my face

Keep talking and i talk you out of your place

I live in a place, where shadows get trace

Codeine in my cup i just pour an eight

I just cought a body i just beat the case

Im feeling like gotti, please give me my space

I might cap a tommy to spray up your face

My homies behind me so get out the way

Get off my way *woah?*

Part of my pace, i triple my cups

I move like an ape, i walk what i talk

Can say what i say

Just pop a xan, memory start to fade

Just ain’t a minute, im feeling like wayne

Spillin my cup, t got a stain

Check up your clique, charge up the game

We rolling up gottie, two phones with a place

Making this guap and pay every day

I kill for the mula who wanna get paid

(Hook)

Im whipping Im whipping the foreign

Im whipping Im whipping the foreign

We smoke on We smoke in the foreign

Pull up and whipin the foreign