The voice of the streets

[Intro: Lancey Foux]
Yeah
([?] is that you)
You know they deal with fans on me
She just wanna ride
Why you leaving times we slide
Now we digital dash the [?]
Im riding around on the corners to the trap floor
Fucking on the streets, we go Elantra
Celine gone change the floor
Swimming while we float
E-e
Yuh

[Verse: Lancey Foux]
Me and T want bitches drinking [?] ayy
Pouring me [?] in the alley way
All my [?] we off, I'm going the fly way
I don't need a stylist I'm too stylish
Why these numbers like Billie Eilish
I'm moving box so much they think I'm Irish
I feel I'm getting bigger like thats just how it's written
I got 7 cats and they got kittens
Cash on deck I am not tickin'
They pulling thinking bitch fit
That custom fit I'm dripping boy, Rick
You've been losing you life out in the bricks
You've been fuck around for a minute for some drip
Lip-biter tool, fish by the pool
OT tryna make a move (Make that)
20 tickets you would take that too
That's 20 mil' and I ain't talking food
N***as better spin then choose
20 quid those shoes
All that pressure [?] call that loose
Higher chase than Al Capone
N***as really keep that chrome
([?] is that you)