Lyrics HoodRich Pablo Juan – International

International, my bitch a Kardashian
Whip foreign, I’ma do the whole dash in it
Italian Gucci, but my diamonds they African
Countin’ up euros, I’m like international

My plug foreign, he be doin’ gymnastics
Got a foreign freak, ooh she nasty
Double R, Audi, or Aston
Cartier glasses, they comin’ from Paris
Silver Chanel, Michael Jackson
I’m fresh to death, international casket
Russian chopper, I’ma blast it
Euros and pesos, I gotta have it
I got it from London, can’t swagger jack it
One of one, spent ten on my Fendi jacket
I stopped by Switzerland to go get some Balis
I tatted up my passport when I landed
McQueen scarf like a Taliban bandit
Ten steps ahead of you niggas on fashion
I’m rockin’ the Louis V, Supreme collabin’
Mix Balenciaga, Dolce Gabanna
I’m not bilingual but I know them numbers

International, my bitch a Kardashian
Whip foreign, I’ma do the whole dash in it
Italian Gucci, but my diamonds they African
Countin’ up euros, I’m like international
My bitch international

Exchanging currency, I’m in the Bahamas (switch it up)
You think my bitch foreign, you should see her mama (damn)
Maison Margiela, hangin’ with Madonna
I only smoke cookies, I don’t want no fungus
Jump out the boat to go get the dope
Got a scope on the beam like a telescope
Flew a bitch in from France, I can’t be broke
International face card like the Pope
I got the bricks from Mexico
These bitches treat me like I’m Fabio
I’m in different countries all on the radio
I get paid to go where you finna pay to go
No translation, they gon’ do what I say so
I’m in Spain eatin’ dip, countin’ queso
I can’t never stop, I just go
Touch down in London, I still got the draco, huh

International, my bitch a Kardashian
Whip foreign, I’ma do the whole dash in it
Italian Gucci, but my diamonds they African
Countin’ up euros, I’m like international
My bitch international
Dressin’ like I came from Paris with fashion
My car international, it go the fastest
Go to Dubai, I just came from France (I’m gone)