FUCKWHATUTHINK

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[Intro: Lancey Foux]

(Phew)

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lancey Foux]

I was like this already, yeah, fuck what you think

I've been miles ahead, yeah, fuck what you think

I've been out of my head, yeah, mud in my drink

Drippin' down her leg, yeah, she cummin' for me (Chyeah)

Put her down and wrestle, put her down in CELINE

Said she down, I'm ready, say she ridin' for me

Ridin' 'round, I'm ready, when you slidin' on me?

I'm outside again, I'm outside again

I'm behind the lens, I'm behind the lens

Got rich at life again, got rich at life, hey

Dirеct the pipe, yeah, kill you right thеre

[Verse 1: Lancey Foux]

I kill my ego off (Yeah-yeah), I turn my demons off (Chyeah)

Direct a murder scene, Tarantino shot

They been seeing the signs, yeah

I been out my mind, yeah, and I got no time, yeah

Gotta pick up a bag, necks out

Got a link on my hand with the pound

Gotta drink up the mud 'til I drown

I can count up a hundred, I ain't lyin' (Yeah)

Woke up fuckin' up London, I ain't lyin'

Red notes up in Scotland, ah-ee-aye

Flipped in like a monk, China white

Stepped in like a punk, ah-ee-aye

Sex pistol the drum, ah-ee-aye

She just wanna have fun, figured out I'm the one

[Chorus: Lancey Foux]

I was like this already, yeah, fuck what you think

I've been miles ahead, yeah, fuck what you think

I've been out of my head, yeah, mud in my drink

Drippin' down her leg, yeah, she cummin' for me (Chyeah)

Put her down and wrestle, put her down in CELINE

Said she down, I'm ready, say she ridin' for me

Ridin' 'round, I'm ready, when you slidin' on me?

I'm outside again, I'm outside again

I'm behind the lens, I'm behind the lens

Got rich at life again, got rich at life, hey

Direct the pipe, yeah, kill you right there

[Verse 2: Trippie Redd]

Yeah, I rock Calvin Klein, big red in the sky

I sip purple rain (Rain), keep my head up high (Woo)

Fuck 12, go...

...

I've been dyin' to live, big timeless shit

On my Heisman shit, I am high, all this sound in my head

I've been out of my head, pour a pint of the red

Talk down, it's off with your head

[Chorus: Lancey Foux]

I was like this already, yeah, fuck what you think

I've been miles ahead, yeah, fuck what you think

I've been out of my head, yeah, mud in my drink

Drippin' down her leg, yeah, she cummin' for me (Chyeah)

Put her down and wrestle, put her down in CELINE

Said she down, I'm ready, say she ridin' for me

Ridin' 'round, I'm ready, when you slidin' on me?

I'm outside again, I'm outside again

I'm behind the lens, I'm behind the lens

Got rich at life again, got rich at life, hey

Direct the pipe, yeah, kill you right there