[INTRO – slow eerie piano + distant 808 heartbeat, male voice low and cold] (Male, half-spoken, dry and mean) Yeah… lights off… Foreigns still idle… Ghost money talkin’… Let’s go. [VERSE 1 – Male, faster aggressive Memphis flow, tight double-time pockets, no wasted words] Came from the dark where the streetlights die, Cookin’ white smoke under red-eye skies. Scale on the table, heat on the side, Foreigns in the driveway, blacked-out ride. Dope game raised me, fame just a side, Now the same nig uhs that doubted me ride. Wrist full of ice, neck full of weight, Walk through the club and the whole room break. Memphis in my veins, Three 6 in my head, Still keep the chop ‘cause the dead stay dead. From the bag to the bag to the mansion on the hill, Foreign whip sittin’ quiet, engine stay still. Came from the mud, now I’m floatin’ on top, Drippin’ so cold these nig uhs can’t stop. [CHORUS – Female, Ariana-style: soft, breathy, seductive, adult, catchy melody with silky runs] [Soft, intimate, almost whispered at first, then open and sensual] Foreigns outside, ice on my skin… You want this body, but you can’t get in… [Light seductive run on “in,” breathy] Came from the dope, now we live in sin… Ballin’ all night, let the real ones in… [Catchy, slightly higher, more open] Foreigns outside, ice on my skin… You want this body, but you can’t get in… [Layered soft harmony + airy ad-libs: “mmm… can’t get in…”] [VERSE 2 – Male, even faster, sharper, more tenacity, rapid-fire internal rhymes] Used to flip packs in the back of the lot, Now the foreigns park sideways, still stayin’ hot. Dope game taught me never trust a face, Fame got me hotter than the stove in this place. Watch cost a house, chain cost a life, Still got that edge, still that Memphis knife. Bad bitch in the passenger, legs open wide, Foreign on the freeway, we ridin’ for pride. Drippin’ so hard these nig uhs can’t stand, Look at the wrist, look at the chain, look at the land. From the trap to the top I never looked back, Now the whole city know I’m that nig uh, in fact. [CHORUS – Female, same seductive Ariana treatment, more layered and adult] Foreigns outside, ice on my skin… You want this body, but you can’t get in… [Bigger breathy belts, soft sexual undertone] Came from the dope, now we live in sin… Ballin’ all night, let the real ones in… [Extended silky run + soft “ahh” ad-libs under] [BRIDGE – Male low + Female soft and teasing] (Male, cold and slow) Came from the dope game… (Female, breathy and close) …to the dope fame… (Male) Now we ballin’… (Female, soft and dirty) …and I’m drippin’… (Both, female leading the melody with seductive tone) Foreigns on the lot, ice on the frame… We made it out the mud, now they scream the name. [FINAL CHORUS – Female full seductive Ariana mode, maximum catchy vocal flex] [Start intimate and close-mic, then open into pure vocal showcase] Foreigns outside, ice on my skin… [Long controlled sensual run] You want this body, but you can’t get in… [Bigger layered belts] Came from the dope, now we live in sin… Ballin’ all night, let the real ones in… [Final soft high melisma + breathy fade ad-libs: “mmm… can’t get in… yeah…”] [OUTRO – beat strips to eerie piano + heavy 808 pulse] (Male, dry and final) Yeah… foreigns still parked… Ghost money still talkin’… Dope game to dope fame… That’s the only way. [Beat dies on a long, dark 808 tail]
