Foreign Land - Riff Raff, Lil Tracy

Skrrt

RiFF

Yeah yeah

I have ice all across my hand

I have traveled to foreign land

I have ice all across my hand

I have traveled to foreign land

I have ice all across my hand

I have traveled to foreign land

I have ice all across my hand

I have traveled to foreign land

I have ice all across my hand

Uh, yeah, uh

Big baller don’t wait, uh

Diamonds all over my face

Ferragamo on waist

Maserati on the way

Forty-five on my waist, just in case

Could’ve signed with Tulane, Burberry briefcase

I shoot a jumper like Tim Legler

I shoot a jumper like Steve Kerr

I parked the Bentley on the curb

I pour a four in a hurricane

I put a brick in the passenger

Just in case I might buy me a new plane

I made you double the price

I made you double your ice

Jody ain’t got no wife

I need to buy more ice

I need more syrup than Sprite

I got a dirty cup

Teeth is princess cut

Chain is Halle hus'

Only ten of us, Prada tour bus, RiFF

I have ice all across my hand

I have traveled to foreign land

I have ice all across my hand

I have traveled to foreign land

I have ice all across my hand

I have traveled to foreign land

I have ice all across my hand

I have traveled to foreign land

I have ice all across my hand

You can skate on it, figure eight on it

I say, «» to my Russian bitch (I love you)

And she love that shit (Yeah)

Then she suck my (Woo, okay)

Big ass rims on my ride (Big rims)

If I jump out the roof, I’ma die (That's suicide)

I’m not no farmer but my cars got horsepower

Sour Patch paint job got these boys sour (RiFF)

I have ice all across my hand

I have travelled to foreign land

I have ice all across my hand

I have travelled to foreign land

I have ice all across my hand

I have travelled to foreign land

I have ice all across my hand

I have travelled to foreign land

Skrrt

RiFF

Yeah yeah