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LANCEY FOUX - DONT TALK (PROD. OUTTATOWN) [OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO]

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[00:01.93] Let me be me, fam (shut up, fam)

[00:02.78] You don't know me, fam

[00:04.92] Talk on my name every day (where you know me from?)

[00:06.82] Dick-in-your-mouth-ass niggas (you don't know me, fam)

[00:08.71] Shut up (bored up in your-)

[00:10.85] I'm so sick (chyeah) and tired of hearin' you chat, don't talk (don't talk)

[00:13.00] Runnin' your mouth, all that cap, don't talk (chyeah)

[00:14.66] Hatin', debatin', and sayin' my name, you ain't got racks, don't talk (huh?)

[00:17.96] Stop tryna match, promoting your baddie, she ain't even black, don't talk (ha)

[00:21.32] Empty the sink, mouth runnin' like water, I'm breakin' the tap, don't talk (hey)

[00:24.24] Let me tell you what you missed (whew)

[00:25.87] Thought you was trollin' but I'm sat here, I'm the one takin' the piss (aha, I'm the one takin' the piss)

[00:30.43] Funny how I can do it like that, but niggas can't do it like this (huh?)

[00:33.88] I come through dissin' the franchise, what? What? Who's sayin' "it's lit"? (It's lit)

[00:37.08] Niggas can't rap in the booth with me, so they tell everyone I'm a myth (eediat)

[00:40.05] I don't give a fuck 'bout a hit, these porn-star niggas been suckin' on dick (uh)

[00:43.25] I'm 'bout to cut my dreads and make sure it's not a confusing ting (dickhead)

[00:46.44] I was never playin' this game so trust me, fam, I can't lose this ting (hey, ha)

[00:49.66] I got the key, Eternal Atake, but this ain't the Uzi ting (no Uzi)

[00:52.57] I come through playing a fool to these rappers, you know it's a stupid ting

[00:55.79] Wake up, start chattin' shit online, I'm on that loser ting (ha)

[00:58.96] Stop bobbing your head to the beat, you dickhead, you know that you do them tings (dickhead)

[01:02.42] You know that you do that stuff, you dickhead, you know that you do that stuff (eediat)

[01:04.80] I can't even show real love, these niggas, they just be too, too sus' (huh?)

[01:08.03] Talk about 2C-B in your raps, you don't even do them drugs (dickhead)

[01:11.22] 1979 in London, you don't even know about punk (dickhead)

[01:14.13] Niggas ain't hot, they're mildish, I still carry my shank, I'm childish

[01:17.35] I am a alien, I'm not a artist, they invite me, I lock off the party

[01:20.30] Riding Mercedes-Benz punani, fold up your gang, bend up your army

[01:23.49] Them man there, you can do that ting but this right here? Nah, you can't be (nah-nah-nah)

[01:26.72] Nah, niggas ain't Lancey, nah, niggas ain't Lancey (you can't be)

[01:29.93] Nah, niggas ain't Lancey, uh, nah, niggas ain't Lancey (you can't be)

[01:32.86] Uh, niggas ain't Lancey, uh, nah, niggas ain't Lancey (you can't be)

[01:36.06] Uh, niggas ain't Lancey (eediat)

[01:37.93] I'm so sick and tired of hearin' you chat, don't talk (don't talk)

[01:40.59] Runnin' your mouth, all that cap, don't talk (chyeah)

[01:42.45] Hatin', debatin', and sayin' my name, you ain't got racks, don't talk (shut up)

[01:45.39] Stop tryna match, promoting your baddie, she ain't even black, don't talk (ha)

[01:48.32] Empty the sink, mouth runnin' like water, I'm breakin' the tap, don't talk

[01:52.06] Uh-uh-uh, yeah-yeah

[01:54.73] Uh-uh-uh, eat it up (yeah-yeah)

[01:58.18] "Lancey, Lancey, " shut up

[02:00.05] Joke's on you, all day fam