Lancey Foux, Cultcaine - Take 2 lyrics
Lance Omal
[Lancey Foux, Cultcaine - Take 2 lyrics]
Pedal bike, rider high
Two phones, every different type
I'm living twice, I already died
I need a hundred mill, might take two
And I talk to the Lord like mates do
Got a thousand dimes to attend to (Woah)
Pedal bike rider high
Two phones and they different types
I'm deaf by choice, I ain't tryna' listen
You hear the Backwoods in my voice
Honey berry rhythm
And I'm coming in chip of
My shoulder still chippin'
Wesson Smith, we gon' shoot to your position
I was tryna pedal bike outer
Space like I was ET
I don't see myself where I
Play myself like a CD you are what you eat
Put the money in the goats' cheese
The priest confessing to me
All my dimes having a eulogy
Pedal bike, rider high
Two phones, every different type
I'm living twice, I already died
I need a hundred mill, might take two
And I talk to the Lord like mates do
Got a thousand dimes to attend to
Pedal bike rider high
Two phones, every different type
Keep the bandage on me, bag of safety money
Keep the ballad on me, choppa sing a song
Put cocaine in holy matrimony
Fiends wanna ring or suttin'
Got my ringer buggin, can't get rid of them
And the waitress asked my
Order I said "Million" (Woah)
I had to go Aunt Jemima, sweet my sentiment
(Woah) pull up on baby tonight
And tease her temperament
She look inside my eyes and
See a vacated soul
I see a fiend hit it twice, yeah he
And the block wasn't nice so
We trained up to go
I'm in a box on her mind
Straight to the dough
And she gotta call me all the
Time cause she hate being alone
Pedal bike, rider high
Two phones, every different type
I'm living twice, I already died
I need a hundred mill, might take two
And I talk to the Lord like mates do
Got a thousand dimes to attend to (Woah)
Pedal bike rider high
Two phones, every different type
Two phones, every different type
I'm living twice, I already died
I need a hundred mill, might take two
And I talk to the Lord like mates do
Got a thousand dimes to attend to (Woah)
Pedal bike rider high
Two phones and they different types
I'm deaf by choice, I ain't tryna' listen
You hear the Backwoods in my voice
Honey berry rhythm
And I'm coming in chip of
My shoulder still chippin'
Wesson Smith, we gon' shoot to your position
I was tryna pedal bike outer
Space like I was ET
I don't see myself where I
Play myself like a CD you are what you eat
Put the money in the goats' cheese
The priest confessing to me
All my dimes having a eulogy
Pedal bike, rider high
Two phones, every different type
I'm living twice, I already died
I need a hundred mill, might take two
And I talk to the Lord like mates do
Got a thousand dimes to attend to
Pedal bike rider high
Two phones, every different type
Keep the bandage on me, bag of safety money
Keep the ballad on me, choppa sing a song
Put cocaine in holy matrimony
Fiends wanna ring or suttin'
Got my ringer buggin, can't get rid of them
And the waitress asked my
Order I said "Million" (Woah)
I had to go Aunt Jemima, sweet my sentiment
(Woah) pull up on baby tonight
And tease her temperament
She look inside my eyes and
See a vacated soul
I see a fiend hit it twice, yeah he
And the block wasn't nice so
We trained up to go
I'm in a box on her mind
Straight to the dough
And she gotta call me all the
Time cause she hate being alone
Pedal bike, rider high
Two phones, every different type
I'm living twice, I already died
I need a hundred mill, might take two
And I talk to the Lord like mates do
Got a thousand dimes to attend to (Woah)
Pedal bike rider high
Two phones, every different type