Текст RiFF RAFF – Foreign Land

LiL Tracy:
Skrrt
RiFF
Yeah yeah

RiFF RAFF:
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

Big baller don’t wait, uh
Diamonds all over my face
Ferragamo on waist
Maserati on the way
.45 on my waist, just in case
Could’ve signed with Tulane, put it in a briefcase
I shoot a jumper like Tim Lake
I shoot a jumper like Steve Kerr
I parked a Bentley on the curb
I pour a 4 with a hurricane
I put a brick in the passenger
Just in case I might buy me a new plane
I may just double your price
I may just double your ice
Jody ain’t got no wife
I need the bomb on ice
I need more syrup that sprite

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

LiL Tracy:
You can skate on it, figure 8 on it
I say «Я тебя люблю» 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 cars got horsepower
Sour patch paint job got these boys sour

RiFF RAFF:
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