Surf - Made in Korea Lyrics

My bitch is foreign she came with a visa.
Bullets be coming like follow the leader.
Copped a Mercedes. I don't want a lease.
I might just fuck on this hoe for no reason.

Ruined on me. Im Ruined god damn.
You never know what you're doing god damn.
You never winning you losing god damn.
Play with my feelings confusing god damn
Yep.

I left the trap with a shooter.
My first 9 was an SR Ruger.
Diamonds on me don't need no jewler.
Run to the bank get home like Bueller.
Uh. Yep

I used to sleep on the floor with a heater.
Crosses behind me I feel like I'm jesus.
Knock off his dreads like tisa korean.
Kapital jeans say made in korea.

I started rapping and made a career.
Already doubled my money this year.
Chrome heart shirt can't shop a sears.
Niggas be jokes like why so serious.

I left the trap. I had a qp.
I used to serve out the QT.
Stand on the curb it's nothing to me.
Had to sleep on the curb with nothing to eat.

I did three months inside that place.
She mad at me like why that face?
I got a thing for these white girls,
My grandma like man why that race.

I made a bag with my whole gang,
On internet like cyber chase.
So much vivienne on me,
I told my stylist like space

Made her buy some lingerie.
I told that girl that I like lace.
Chanelly diamonds on my face.
I told my jeweler I like taste.

My new girl from Italy,
She got Rick owens dripo for days.
I don't know why she into me,
Cause I'm so cold inside my veins.

Remember bussing juggs on bouldercrest
I had to do the race
Shoulda been praying for my mama
I was just praying for better plays

I'm so thankful for my life
Cause i've done seen some better days.
If you just gave me one more night,
I'd say some things I'm scared to say.

Every day the gang is growing.
Making moves I'm scared to make.
But it's okay just cause two years ago,
I had no bed to lay.

We got P's inside the mail.
Trap house full of broken scales.
I'm walking on a bed of nails.
I'm missing you girl, can't you tell?

We had to jugg we had no choice.
It separates the men from boys.
So many voices in my head,
It's hard to separate the noise.

Bullets be coming like follow the leader.
Copped a Mercedes. I don't want a lease.
I might just fuck on this hoe for no reason.

Ruined on me. Im Ruined god damn.
You never know what you're doing god damn.
You never winning, you losing god damn.
Play with my feelings confusing god damn
Yep.

I left the trap with a shooter.
My first 9 was an SR Ruger.
Diamonds on me don't need no jeweler.
Run to the bank, get home like Bueller.
Uh. Yep

I used to sleep on the floor with a heater.
Crosses behind me I feel like I'm jesus.
Knock off his dreads like tisa korean.
Kapital jeans say made in korea.