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More songs by Lancey Foux
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Released on: 2026-04-03
Lyrics and translation
Original
Busy, that's normal. Sunny, I'm active. Outside, sunshine, make it do backflips.
Three off a catwalk, done with the small talk, shit's all boring. It's all plastic.
She got her nose all done, it's all plastic. Fill up the gaps with white like
Mastic. I'm in a new shape, coupe fantastic.
Must be déjà vu, they can't match it. Change my mood, I want revenge. Swear that I woke up pissed off.
Rolex sweep, don't tick this wristwatch. They know my name, the stock gone shit hot.
They don't like me, I ain't tryna be hip-hop.
She ain't wifey, already heard about this thot. I know the truth and it isn't a if what.
They ain't like me, I -told 'em piss off. -Piss off. What?
I'm sick of these boring cunts. I got my groove on, I'm on a run.
New and improved, ain't troublin' none. Dumb bitch, dumb bitch.
Stoney cold, ain't got a badge on. My shit pepper, hot like a padron. Every bar that
I write is a caption.
-Ah, yeah.
-Five years grindin', there ain't no balance. Used to be love, it turned to malice.
Done on my own, I don't know about managed. Carryin' coffins, horse and carriage. Life's a game, Snakes and
Ladders. Pills and drink got my brain all splattered.
Look in the mirror, this shit just shattered. They hear my voice, they don't make noise. I don't need no reverb.
I-I'm on the startin' team, I'm a star. I never been in the reserves.
Told them, "Do -your research. " -Bitch.
Six years and there ain't no reverse. She left a mark on my T-shirt.
-What? -One less reason to keep her.
Busy, that's normal. Sunny, I'm active. Outside, sunshine, make it do backflips.
Three off a catwalk, done with the small talk, shit's all boring. It's all plastic.
She got her nose all done, it's all plastic. Fill up the gaps with white like Mastic.
I'm in a new shape, coupe fantastic. Must be déjà vu, they can't match it.
Change my mood, I want revenge. Swear that I woke up pissed off.
Rolex sweep, don't tick this wristwatch. They know my name, the stock gone shit hot.
They don't like me, I ain't tryna be hip-hop. She ain't wifey, already heard about this thot.
I know the truth and it isn't a if what. They ain't like me, I told 'em piss off.
Must be déjà vu, they can't, huh. Must be déjà vu, they can't remember.
Take out your whole gang, take out your members. Sent me a message, return it to sender.
Know me, I'm a crazy EastEnder. And I'm in South on deck like Benpa. I'm in that
Beefa, turn on a bender. Ain't on a hype, so I go September.
Heard that he dissed me, so I gotta paint up the front of his house like a render.
The YG slidin' out corner, the front door drippin' in paint like snow.
All the tings on gate and the K in the club got their nose then warm.
I'm the heartbreak kid, when I'm done I'm kickin' the ting like kung.
I'm kickin' a stance like Sue. I gotta listen to Lance like you. I gotta crank up the V8 coupe.
I gotta stand up and lace my boots. Don't stop, I got gyal in cahoots. Whippin' a
Birkin, that's my boo. Money in a high heel, that's my bae.
All the gyal wanna do -just what I say. -Busy, that's normal. Sunny, I'm active.
Outside, sunshine, make it do backflips.
Three off a catwalk, done with the small talk, shit's all boring. It's all plastic.
She got her nose all done, it's all plastic. Fill up the gaps with white like Mastic.
I'm in a new shape, coupe fantastic. Must be déjà vu, they can't match it. Change my mood, I want revenge.
Swear that I woke up pissed off. Rolex sweep, don't tick this wristwatch.
They know my name, the stock gone shit hot.
They don't like me, I ain't tryna be hip-hop. She ain't wifey, already heard about this thot.
I know the truth and it isn't a if what. They ain't like me, I told 'em piss off.