Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skepta
Skepta
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nana Rogues
Nana Rogues
Songwriter
Joseph Adenuga
Joseph Adenuga
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noel "Gadget" Campbell
Noel "Gadget" Campbell
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Dave Huffman
Dave Huffman
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Miami Sound Machine
Miami Sound Machine
Recording Engineer
Nana Rogues
Nana Rogues
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's a madness
Check my account, it's a madness (Mm)
Drop that account, it's a catfish (Yeah)
Drop that account, it's a catfish (Dubplate special)
Check my account, that's a madness
Check my account, that's a madness (OVO, BBK)
Drop that account, that's a catfish
Drop that account, that's a catfish
[Verse 2]
You don't know me, you better get to know me
Stand up tall, right next to Kobe
A young G, I had the weapon on me
Slice up words like pepperoni
The police still arrest the homies
No statement, no testimony
Spit in your face with extra bogey
It's my time, I don't flex a Rollie
On cloud nine, a man's extra cozy
I might switch it up and direct a movie
Pussyholes tried to execute me
Died and came back as Fela Kuti
Don't phone me, send a text to Julie
OVO, man, so unruly
South by, ride down, no Suzuki
Got the Austin Powers, a man's extra groovy
Greaze
Front row, jacket tailor made
Crackhead swag with the razorblades (Sex)
Red umbrella when I make it rain (Sex)
My whole team winnin', we don't play your game
Sound like me, but it ain't the same
See them online tryin' to fake the fame
They wanna bust jokes, they think I'm Damon Wayans
[Verse 3]
It's a madness
Check my account, it's a madness (More Life)
Drop that account it's a catfish
Drop that account it's a catfish (OVO, BBK)
Check my account, it's a madness (Dubplate)
Check my account, it's a madness (Street team)
Drop that account it's a catfish
Drop that account it's a catfish
[Verse 4]
Yeah, they're nothing like me, I'm a fuckin' villain
Go against me, that's a tough decision
Police wish I was stuck in prison
Fish-eye lens on my tunnel vision
Real life greaze when I touch the riddim
Still the same guy when I touched a million
Record labels wanted us to listen
But it's greatness only for the love of Britain
I say it how it is and no fucks are given
Greaze
Just don't forget to remember me
Especially all my enemies, keep your eyes on me
With your jealousy, the most solid gang that you will ever see (Get me)
Just came back from the embassy
Check my crime sheet, check my legacy
And now I'm back on tour, so what you tellin' me?
Greaze
Taliban, Halloween, pull up in the whip with the gasoline
Yeah, that's that boy from the magazine
Bust my dance at the cash machine
Make it back it up, bounce, I'm a trampoline
Like Martin Luther, man, I had a dream
Now it's my world, you can have the scene
[Verse 5]
It's a madness
Check my account, it's a madness
Drop that account it's a catfish
Drop that account it's a catfish
Check my account, that's a madness
Check my account, that's a madness
Drop that account, that's a catfish
Drop that account, that's a catfish
Written by: Nana Bediako Rogues, Joseph Olaitan Adenuga
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