S/O to Rachaell for the Lyrics

[Chorus]
I see these n***as mad on the low
Shawty hit my phone I'm on a roll
And I'm in the county now I'm the one they chose
Shawty told me I was gonna be on way before
I just want a foreign with some suicide doors
I just want a foreign with some suicide doors
I just want a crib with like 4 or 5 floors
I just copped a Bimmer and I want like 5 more

[Verse 1]
The 6-0-9 is hot now
N***a getting shot now
N***a getting popped now
Yeah we on the block now
Fuck all you ops now
Put em in a box now
Everything on lock now
Why you on my jock now
Bitches now a days, they just wanna be relevant
Pull up in designer and the foreign elegant
Got moon rocks all up in that door yeah
Shawty a pro with that throat yeah
I don't got time for no bullshit
My n***a just got a full clip
And my plug he just got a full brick
And I need the stars where my roof is