Foreign Things

Uh, gold on the ceiling

Do it for the feeling

Not for the paycheck, yeah

Uh, rolling palm trees, yeah

No stress season

Feet up and I'm laid back (back)

So high, can't even take my jacket off

Smoke from my lips look like exhaust

Gotta feed ya creatures when you in the dark

So deep, get your Uber lost

Foreign things meant for me and I know that

Making new friends and drinking all night

Maybe I'll pack a bag and not go back

If you need me, I'll be here all damn night

Hop up on my throne, I'll feel alive

Feel like I could do this every night

Maybe it's a blessing disguise

Maybe it's a blessing in di-

I been speaking gibberish, ayy, ayy

Give no fuck 'bout what ya have to say

That's a promise I'ma make it, I, I

On my mama, hand up to the sky

Nothing gon' put on my fire

Go on, let them try it just gets higher

I ain't gon' change

cradle to the grave, uh-uh

Foreign things meant for me and I know that (woo)

Making new friends and drinking all night

Maybe I'll pack a bag and not go back

If you need me, I'll be here all damn night

Hop up on my throne, I'll feel alive

Feel like I could do this every night

Maybe it's a blessing disguise

Maybe it's a blessing in di-

All night, all night, all night

All night, all night

All night, all night, all night

All night, all night (yeah, yeah)

Foreign things meant for me and I know that

Making new friends and drinking all night

Maybe I'll pack a bag and not go back

If you need me, I'll be here all damn night

Hop up on my throne, I'll feel alive

I'll be here all damn night

Feel like I could do this every night

I'll be here all damn night

All night, all night, all night

All night, all night, all night

All night, all night, all night

All night, all night, all night (yeah, yeah)