X3 I be flippin' foreign I be choppin' blades What's up Uncle Charles I can shop on Mars I can play guitar Been ballin' with the stars Jody Highroller Anything can happen Jokeohama tires And your rims neon plastic Ballin' so hard Might wheel when I jay-walk Shoot jumpers in Atlanta Figured I was kin to Mookie Blaylock 600 with the kid, ballin on you and your fucking bitch I can flip Ferrari with diamonds on my fucking wrist Go into hiatus Smoke weed up out of papers Balling like the Lakers Versace touch the pavement Sandals touch the sand Rocks up on my hand I can sell oil Like Afghanistan X3 I be flippin' foreign I be choppin' blades On my gators I can Walter Peyton As-salamu alaykum I can eat bacon I can sink a ship Balling like Wilt Ya'll know who that is Got more gold Than Rumpelstilts' Locking out them bars Chains in my cars While I'm out to bars Got the syrup in my drawers Don't be alarmed In my heart is popsicle I'm flipping candy pickle And my car is candy nickel X3 I be flippin' foreign I be choppin' blades Diamonds integrated KKK must hate me Did the fuckin' Matrix When she tried to be my baby Bitch had me mistaken Bitch don't scratch my Dayton's! We don't eat top ramens My bitch from the Cayman's Kill shit when I came in Lookin' at the map I'm tryin' to find a place I ain't been Lookin' at the list ain't not one ho that I can't hit This car knows every language I'm choppin' up the pavement! Choppin' up these bars Cut just like tar Flip double seven, I went hard up in the yard Ballin out the gym, and I'm burning guard Whip making plays, now I'm with the all stars? Can we get a glimpse Chilling with these boppers And they wanna french kiss In today's craze You can ride the wave I be flippin' foreign I be choppin' blades X3 I be flippin' foreign I be choppin' blades