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Fed Up* - Lancey Foux
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Fed Up* Lancey Foux

Fed Up* - Lancey Foux
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[Intro]
Uh-uh
Yeah-yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh, chyeah
Phew, chyeah

[Chorus]
My feet been off the ground, feel like I could fly off
You know I ride for my gang, take it to trial
Baddie got OnlyFans, they clickin' the link in her bio
Sippin' this lil' tequila, Cinco de Mayo
I hit your chick on the bathroom floor, cum on the tile
Long time, I ain't been broke, it's been a while
Got lil' Trippie in London, I'm 'bout to fly to Ohio
Sex, money and killin' my opps make me smile (Chyeah)

[Verse]
Geek off Ferrari (Hey), geek off Ferrari (Hey)
Fuckboy tryna have fun? (Woo) Shoot up the party (Pow)
Oops, I'm sorry (Phew), oops, I'm sorry (Yeah)
She fell in love in Dubai (Phew), flew her from Saudi
I see them tryna get fly, do better (Do better)
She wanna fuck with [?] she wanna do better (Do better)
She ain't even fucking with guys, she too fed up
Until I show her what she need is G' shit, what I bleed, yeah (Phew, no)
Show her how I get down (Down)
Rich nigga fuck up the town (For sure)
Made a lil' M', up now (For sure)
I put the silencer out of the window, Tesla, it won't make a sound (Phew)
Hennessey, baddies and Backwoods, if ain't black, it gotta come 'round (Trust)
Codeine had me paranoid, I didn't trust my shadow (Trust my shadow)
I'm alone, I'm still paranoid, I got my shank in the shower (I got my shank in the shower)
I was just tryna get the bag, now we playin' for power (Yeah)
Everything sweet not sour (Yeah)
I see it, I take it, it's ours, yeah-yeah (Oh-no-no, yeah-yeah)
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