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Fivio Foreign Confidence Lyrics
Rap niggas only in the trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Rap niggas only in the trap, trap, trap, trap, trap, trap
Yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah (Uh)
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
All Hail Mary, Billie Jean, it’s about to get real scary
They don’t want beef or dairy
Hundred thousand while I talk on celly
Ordinary, ain’t nothin’ they could talk or tell me
Balmain, picture perfect like more than Getty
Gettin’ my focus on, aim it, pop up like toasters on ’em
Smell me like Folgers
Don’t come here with that bullshit
I put the locals on ’em, they was laughin’ at me, now the joke is on ’em, huh
I tell my shooter to focus on ’em
And the old niggas make the court a ballroom
I tell lil’ mami to hold off (I tell lil’ mami to hold off)
I take a Perc and I doze off, huh
I drink the liquor and go ball
Nigga, my body different, my body go on go mode
We be spinnin’ the whole four
Shit, we see you, we shootin’ through both doors
Either win or you lose, it ain’t no draws
Nigga, I got the soldiers comin’
You can get it for the low or nothin’
Put on my broach or somethin’, bitch
Take off my coat for nothin’, pimp
Limp when I walk, I’m stuntin’, drip
Fuck with’ my bro, “What’s up, then, bitch?”
Who left the faucet runnin’? Drip-drip
Knowledge shit, rockstar, pop molly shit
Yeah, braids in, so long like dreads, on my Bob Marley shit
Uh, pop tags, floss Prada like a partnership
Would’ve thought that nigga started it
Your drip more like A$AP Rocky starter kit, nigga
Slide on her then I politic
She seeing stars like astrologists
Beat the pussy, she ain’t chargin’ shit
Finessin’, common sense with the scholarship
I’m the opposite of modestness
Caught ’em lackin’ like confidence, yeah