Dyed 2WICE

Lyrics

[Intro: Skepta & Lancey Foux] Damn, son, where'd you find this? G-r-r-r-eease (Psyke) [Chorus: Lancey Foux] Duckin' from the menacin' (Psyke) Somethin' in me boostin' my adrenaline Got the devil at my door, I can't let him in Got the world in my hand, my fingers pedellin' Medellin, imagine When I walk in, these girls gonna compete like it's a pageant ADHD, whip the engine, throwin' a tantrum Duckin' from the menacin' (Ooh-ooh) Somethin' in me boostin' my adrenaline [Verse 1: Lancey Foux] Electric (Psyke) Took a right 'cause I saw the stop check (Ooh) I'm ready to die, but I ain't notorious just yet (Uh) Hot pick, I died already and braided myself at the top I was born in '95, seeing Michael Jackson fell off Forever money in my pocket, I got a knot in my cloth (Ooh) We didn't listen to navigation, we are not getting lost Hmm, life is a game, I think Skep is the final boss I was afraid of the pain, but the changes made me strong (Psyke) [Chorus: Lancey Foux & Skepta] Duckin' from the menacin' (Psyke) Somethin' in me boostin' my adrenaline Got the devil at my door, I can't let him in Got the world in my hand, my fingers pedellin' Medellin, imagine When I walk in, these girls gonna compete like it's a pageant ADHD, whip the engine, throwin' a tantrum Duckin' from the menacin' (Ooh-ooh) Somethin' in me boostin' my adrenaline (Yeah) [Verse 2: Skepta & Lancey Foux] True stories (True), I was trapped in a trap house (Trapped, shh) I think I just saw a mouse (Huh?) And I fell asleep with the scores in my mouth (What?) Man, of course, I spit your crack, what you talkin' about? (Shine!) Mr. Adenuga, I was born with the clout (Sex) Bloody walk anytime I'm steppin' out (Ice) Money talks, run it up then I'm gettin' down I was just talking to this model and she says she's reppin' south Me? Reppin' north She wanna kiss me, she wanna fuck me in the Porsche I told her "You're gonna miss me, better keep me in your thoughts" I left my ex 'cause I ain't really into laws (Wow) Skinny legs, I ain't really into shorts (Wow) I step in the party, see the swag, they feel the force (Bow!) Tell them fake ballers, me and Lancey on the court (G-r-r-eeaze!) The feds looking for me, I tell 'em follow the source (Psyke) [Chorus: Lancey Foux] Duckin' from the menacin' (Psyke) Somethin' in me boostin' my adrenaline Got the devil at my door, I can't let him in Got the world in my hand, my fingers pedellin' Medellin, imagine When I walk in, these girls gonna compete like it's a pageant ADHD, whip the engine, throwin' a tantrum Duckin' from the menacin' (Ooh-ooh) Somethin' in me boostin' my adrenaline