Foreigner Tyga

[Intro: DJ Drama]
Aye, if we gon' talk big business
Let's at least do it with a view (Well done, Traphouse Mob)
Somewhere foreign with some foreigns (This is a Melo Beat)
Let's paint the picture

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Ahh, foreigner, every whip I push make the doors go up (Yea)
Still young heartbreak, make her fall in love
Everything well done, still I warm it up (Yea)
Pop the ceil on the *beep* then I pour it (Yea)
Motherfuckers wanna sit, can't eat with us (Yea)
How she came in the *beep* then she leave with us (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Niggas ain't gang wanna bang with us
Too dangerous, I'm flaming up
Cars on the wall got it hanging up (Ahh!)
And my new bitch gotta chain it up (Yea)
Got big chains, I ain't change up (No)
No bankrupt, make the bank erupt
I make it rain, clean the rain up
Like quicksand, niggas' times up
Trying to step in my lane, it's closed up
I'm nice, I'm icy, ice
Rock-rockstar like Ozzy (Ayy)
Still gangland like Mozzi (Ayy)
And I push the Rolls, no Masi (Ayy, ayy)
She gon' eat the steak like papi (Woah)
I'm popping shit 'cause I'm cocky (Yea)
It's spicy like wasabi (Hot)
Tommy, mami (Ayy)
Ayy, ayy
Private location island (Island)
I'm smiling, she wilding (Wildin')
I'm hard as my diamonds (Diamonds)
I'm faded, vomit (Vomit)
Patek ain't for the timing (Nope)
Dior's on the Jordan (Yep)
Can't fuck with me like a Mormon (No)
I cut her off 'cause she boring