International

Lyrics

[Produced by: Devereaux] (Devereaux) Hol' up, huu- [Chorus: Ouija Macc & (Trizz)] When I hit the highway mashing I'm ghost Looking at me sideways bitch you get roast I just landed down in London really eating vegan scones Whoop Whoop for the FBI tappin' on my phone Really International (I'm really International) Really International (I'm really International) (I'm really international everywhere I got my pole everything is getting sold I get it everywhere I go I'm really international) [Verse 1: Trizz] I'm out the country blowing G's smoking weed (straight up!) I'm in (?) performing gеtting this cheese Nigga please givе a fuck if it's on lock I got the keys I got tricks up my sleeve with money I pay the fee niggas bleed, these bitches ain't scaring me I'm gon' feed I eat off all the hate, my bank account full of G's (?) I'm the medicine giving you what you need overseas speaking languages niggas ain't never read (straight up!) I'm the definition of evil, I'm lethal I get paranoid around a lot of people The first to ever do it like I do it ain't no sequel (nah) It's money in that bitch and in the future I'm the prequel (nigga) [Chorus: Ouija Macc & (Trizz)] When I hit the highway mashing I'm ghost Looking at me sideways bitch you get roast I just landed down in London really eating vegan scones Whoop Whoop for the FBI tappin' on my phone Really International (I'm really International) Really International (I'm really International) (I'm really international everywhere I got my pole everything is getting sold I get it everywhere I go I'm really international) [Verse 3: Ouija Macc] All I ever wanted was a Visa and a passport Back when I would keep a desert eagle in my Jansport (Ooh) and a spinner cause my killers needed transport Bigots can't stand it that's exactly what I stand for (huh) Success was never really something that I planned for Momma got evicted so we went and robbed the landlord (we did) Socializing that ain't what I'm on the Gram for Bitch I'm getting bands I'ma count 'em til' my hands sore I'm really international (I'm really international) Killers get irrational Oh this scope is tactical, I'm really international (I'm really international) They looking for a juggalo (run it) [Chorus: Ouija Macc & (Trizz)] When I hit the highway mashing I'm ghost Looking at me sideways bitch you get roast I just landed down in London really eating vegan scones Whoop Whoop for the FBI tappin' on my phone Really International (I'm really International) Really International (I'm really International) (I'm really international everywhere I got my pole everything is getting sold I get it everywhere I go I'm really international)