Country Dons - Foreign Whip lyrics

[Country Dons - Foreign Whip lyrics]

Pull up in a foreign whip
Balling since college, no scholarship
I need a nine millimetre
With them hollow tips
Tryna make em drop like Ziddy
On his bottom lip
D up in her mouth, make her swallow it
They're telling lies on my
Guys for a following
I swear I've just seen - come, we follow him
I'm hanging out the window tryna stop him
They ain't bothering

I'm in the whip three deep like it's Migos
They talk trap, they ain't ever seen a kilo
Big drip on the kid
And it's never no less than a
Thousand grams when I reload
And we don't speak on the gang
That's the G code
I tap that once then it's adios amigo
Jump out gang and you know how we roll
I ain't turning on my nigga like Rico
Talk trap yeah I've been there and done that
And I swear that I'm beefing with Rugrats
I call her Karma, the way that she comes back
I might beat once but I'll never cuff that
Tinted whip, two G's and a bruckback
That's feds in the rear
Turn left and we duck that
Fake love, I can't trust that
When it comes to the game
I've done nuff laps

Pull up in a foreign whip
Balling since college, no scholarship
I need a nine millimetre
With them hollow tips
Tryna make em drop like Ziddy
On his bottom lip
D up in her mouth, make her swallow it
They're telling lies on my
Guys for a following
I swear I've just seen - come, we follow him
I'm hanging out the window tryna stop him
They ain't bothering

£18K on the wrist, eighteen plate on the whip
Yeah I really take the piss
Fresh Diors when I'm stepping out the crib
I could never be a snitch
Like that 6ix9ine bitch
With the flick of a switch
They're stuck on a half while
I push out these bricks
Got a new tool and it
Didn't come from Wickes
I just got seven but I pushed out six
Settle down bigman, you don't want beef
My Country Dons really grip on that heat
My food be 10/10, you cannot compete
They hate but your girl's got
Our tune on repeat
I started a fool but then went to my feet
The price of a pack went up on the street
I'm out with the opps playing hide and seek
A million views but the cats love me

So my opps ain't bad like their girl
No cap, you know she's a slapper as well
I beat once, if she shows me Chanel
Best jump in the trap
I'll show you how to sell
Seeing me and she sprays Coco Mademoiselle
Wants a quick ting, no bonjour je m'appelle
Jump out, watch them all run like gazelles
PY got L's, had to get them as well
Listen up, free S, he's a well-known lurker
Used to push Bobby, got nicked for a Shmurda
Opps talk trap, all they are is a burger
Probs try creep in your
Yard for some furniture
They say they know me
Bro I've never heard of you
And man know we get it popping in suburbia
Cartel turn them yutes into a hurdler
Pray you don't slip
Broski's tryna murder you

Pull up in a foreign whip
Balling since college, no scholarship
I need a nine millimetre
With them hollow tips
Tryna make em drop like Ziddy
And his bottom lip
D up in her mouth, make her swallow it
They're telling lies on my
Guys for a following
I swear I've just seen - come, we follow him
I'm hanging out the window tryna stop him
They ain't bothering

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