I'm driving in a space coupe It was made in another country (Foreign) If you see me with a bad bitch I guarantee she from another country (She foreign) I get money on the top nigga While I'm flying over other countries (Foreign) I was standing on the block dealing And made millions in another country (Foreign)
[Verse 1: Cash Out] Yeah, what you talking about Them hoes with you look scary nigga I'm in Paris, cooking it with Paris nigga, Hilton When I get a beats they be like Young nigga you killed it When I get on freaks they be like Young nigga you killed it, for real, for real Future woke up in a Bugatti, I woke up like I'm in Brazil And swishers smoking on swishers If I have her then I have her sister If the bitch bad then you know I missed her Cause bad bitches on my missile right now Had a threesome with, I can't pronounce their names But they was foreign, probably was from Spain Used to stay on the block with the shooters Now I wonder what they took if I take a trip in Cuba
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[Verse 2: Cash Out] Yeah, I had a dream about foreign cars I had a dream about foreign broads You ain’t got no money Get from around these foreign stars Cause when you got some money These hoes turn to porn stars Look at my shoes, look at my jewels These girls say ooh, boy you truth And they don't speak no englo But they love my lingo I got so many bricks I should be in black amigo, gang See, lean back, they for my bitch And for you haters, keep hating, I'm getting rich Oversea, country to country, I'm home sick Gotta get these money though, I'm trying to get rich