Intro

Intro (Explicit) - Skepta/Chip/Young Adz

Chip：

Yeah

Young Adz：

Heard the devil a liar pull up in Prada

Skrrt

Spliff in my mouth dreads on my head live like a Rasta

Bumba'

Stick in my hand bang on the drum live like a rockstar

Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow

At the traffic light tryna see which car go faster

Skrrt

Skepta：

I got the Wraith I do not whip an Impala oh

No

I make a mill' phone SIM and a charger

Stupid boy go sit in the corner

Lower your tone have some manners when you're speaking to the father

My YG split your wig like a barber

One phone call then you're dead by mañana

Chip：

Insomnia 2

D**k in the throat it's seven A.M

Oh Gard

I guess she got insomnia too

Don't need a pot whip an M in the booth

If I'm in the stu' with Skeppy and A

There could be a **** in the room

Baow

Sippin' this Wray 'cause A buss case

My n***as stick to the truth

Young Adz：

I'm in the Moncler store

Can I get the jacket with the fur please

If I am sittin' in jail

Then I am tellin' them load up the servery

Strap on me fashion week

In my new Burberry

Givenchy got racks on me

And I came up from the f**kin' dirt