[Intro: Lancey Foux]
Loads of ice
Yeah, Nyge
It sounds like Nyge
It sounds like

[Chorus: Lancey Foux]
I'm comfy on my own, baby, can't you tell?
Got a price on my soul but it's hard to sell
I know money never folds if you hold it well
I'm comfy on my own, baby, can't you tell?
My left foot twitching like I'm Lionel
Watch your chick go missing when I enter the room
My good vibes go missing when I'm off the rails
I'm taking trips, quick visit with contemporary views, ahh

[Verse 1: Lancey Foux]
Killa Cam, my idol since the get-go
I was attached to the trap, I'm so happy that I let go
Came a long way from licking girls on my last bit of petrol
Doing the most, now my lifestyle Salento
I'm seeing progress, I just gotta get momentum
I'm being honest, I just say it how I said so
I'm having grown sex, used to smash out of a rental
Her weave's sewn in, now I'm fucking up her frontal
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