Alexander C-Wil - Foreign Fabrics

Let me make it clear
If that nigga said he robbed me he was capping
I just go a bag and flipped it Just to do it it's a habit
I just lined that bitch up jumbo when I snort it get me active
Catch me sliding bitch I'm headed to the plug I'm on Asher

Caught me slipping, play it dumb bitch I'm Alexander Patrick
I just came up on a dub, on my mama made it happen
This a shoutout to my mom, on my soul I love you, Ashley
I was riding in the coup when it caught fire I ain't panic
Tryna chat I'm wit my bitch I played it cool I scooted past it
Look
Bitch
Bury me in all foreign fabric
I was sick of being broke I gave it up and started rapping
I done popped so many beans the nurses think I'm suicidal
Huh
I'm just tryna catch a vibe and stir the tidal
Bitch I made the wave all these other Niggas ride it

Written by:
Christian Wilson

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