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Foreign

by King Davie

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(Cha$eJuggz)
Bitch, you know you don't mean none to me
I been smokin' hella gas, bitch I cannot fuckin' see
Runnin' up the bands, yeah, I do this for my fuckin' team
I been sellin' gas, yeah, since I was like fifteen

(Drewbie)
Prada, Gucci, Loui
Yeah, they call me Drewbie
In the trap, I ain't no nooby
All this paper, ain't no looseleaf
And she givin' me the toothy, and I might just smack the booty
Why they call me Cupid
Got me feelin' stupid
I just crashed a new whip, got me feelin' clueless
You could see it in my pupils, I ain't off the usual
You know we exclusive, CEO in the buildin'
And I'm higher than the ceiling, too much drugs, no more feelin'

(King Davie)
Off the henny, gotta get shit done already
Got so many problems, I can't bring 'em with me
Only after the bands, just hunnits and fifties
Do it however I can, you know I ain't picky
And I ain't stoppin' at all, no I can't let 'em get me
Yeah, I'm just havin' a ball, sippin' on Jack and Brandy
Might stumble, but never fall, keep it pushin' like a G
Bouta pop off, so much money, think I got a tree
Don't know where I'm goin' but I'm goin' far
Overcomin' weakness, movin' through the dark
Never takin' advantage, butch I do my part
I be collectin' bills while you be pushin' carts
Comin' for ya, shoulda known it from the start
While you be out there cryin, we be livin' large
Make it to the top, you know that we in charge
Crash the whip, replace it with a foreign car

(Cha$eJuggz)
She wanna ride in the foreign
Can't fuck with no hoe that is borin'
She wanna come with me tourin'
I've been makin' shots, I'm scorin'
Hop in the coop, and I'm doin' the dash
160, bitch I'm goin' real fast
Got me a Glock, I'm finna blast
Why you hypin, boy, we know that you trash
Takin' the bread, I'm takin' the cash
Fuck nah, I can't go out sad
Bitch, you know that I'm in my bag
Nah, nah, I can't go out sad

(Goose)
Cannot go out sad
Yeah, I'm all about the money, I'm 'bout that bag
Let 'em have it, my guys way too savage
I keep that mothafuckin' nine, it's tucked up in my jacket
I keep my shooter active, we 'bout action, we 'bout action
I like hoes and I like fashion
Talkin' hot, but I know they cappin'

(Cha$eJuggz)
Bitch, you know you don't mean none to me
I been smokin' hella gas, bitch I cannot fuckin' see
Runnin' up the bands, yeah, I do this for my fuckin' team
I been sellin' gas, yeah, since I was like fifteen

credits

released December 31, 2021
Lyrics/Vocals: King Davie
Lyrics/Vocals: Cha$eJuggz
Lyrics/Vocals: Drewbie
Lyrics/Vocals: Goose
Beat: Level
Recording/Mixing: Cha$e

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King Davie West Haven, Connecticut

Showcasing from Waste Haven, alternative hip-hop artist 'King Davie' stretches subgenres and defies labels by making "a little something for everybody." While picking at the mind of listeners in various ways, 'Davie portrays his vision of the world and his life. From energetic live performances to lyrics about fighting through struggle and unlocking your true potential, it's all right here. ... more

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