Lil Tecca – Foreign (ft. Nav) (Audio, Lyrics)

Lil Tecca - Foreign (ft. Nav) (prod. Taz Taylor, Rio Leyva, Repko, Spaceman & Census)

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Lil Tecca Foreign
Lil Tecca Foreign

Lil Tecca burst onto the scene with his hit song “Ransom” and since then, fans have been clamoring for new music. On Friday, that is exactly what Tecca delivered as he came through with his debut album, Virgo World. Unlike his We Love You Tecca mixtape, this project is packed with features, including an appearance from Toronto’s own NAV on the track “Foreign.”

With this song, we hear NAV and Tecca rapping about foreign women and their desired experiences with them. This kind of lyrical content is certainly what we have come to expect from both artists and with this collab, the final result works in their favor as both artists complement each other.

Lil Tecca – Foreign (ft. Nav) (prod. Taz Taylor, Rio Leyva, Repko, Spaceman & Census)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Census, what you cookin’?

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Foreign baddies on me, shawty said
“Tecca, pull up on me,” she on read
She don’t even know me, give me head
You could slide up on me, bring your friends
Toast up if you pourin’ it, toast up if you scorin’ it
For real, you need to pour up to get your confidence, for real
She need to purify her mindset, yeah
You don’t really gotta cry, lil’ bitch, for real

[Post-Chorus: NAV]
Put my ice on, give me confidence, for real (For real)
Made lots of income, got me comin’ out my deals (Yes, sir)
Don’t wanna hear you complain if you ain’t payin’ no bills (No)
Don’t let them take your spot, there’s a lot of girls that will

[Verse: NAV]
Tell me your secrets on Molly (Molly)
Racks in my pocket, like Polly
All the shit you be startin’ to bother me
Am I comin’ back? I don’t know, probably
When she naggin’, I don’t give my ear (No ear)
Shorty start cryin’ as if I care
Truth be told, she ain’t goin’ nowhere
These bitches weren’t there when I came up
Shorty want me ’cause I’m famous (Famous)
My crib full of lions, can’t tame us
She go down at the party, they blame us (Yeah, yeah)
Midnight slidin’ on an opp block
Shots made ’em dance, made ’em pop lock (Pop, pop)
Bought it in cash when my card dropped
I got some shit make your jaw lock (Yes, sir)

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Foreign baddies on me, shawty said
“Tecca, pull up on me,” she on read
She don’t even know me, give me head
You could slide up on me, bring your friends
Toast up if you pourin’ it, toast up if you scorin’ it
For real, you need to pour up to get your confidence, for real
She need to purify her mindset, yeah
You don’t really gotta cry, lil’ bitch, for real

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