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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skepta
Skepta
Vocals
Chip
Chip
Vocals
Young Adz
Young Adz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Nathaniel Williams
Adam Nathaniel Williams
Songwriter
Jahmaal Noel Fyffe
Jahmaal Noel Fyffe
Songwriter
Joseph Adenuga
Joseph Adenuga
Songwriter
Ronald LaTour
Ronald LaTour
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cardo Got Wings
Cardo Got Wings
Producer
Naweed Ahmed
Naweed Ahmed
Mastering Engineer
Prince Galalie
Prince Galalie
Mixing Engineer
Sam JC Khadra
Sam JC Khadra
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I just stepped in the building
Coke and Vodka, cocaine change your life
Can't shoot a civilian but if she testify I'll change my mind
TBE is the wave, SKCM, can we be precise?
Got coke for days, still sell heroin, you can't beat the price
When I trap I use Waze
Mum said, "Can you change your way?"
Heroin on the floor
Five racks on my bando door, I'm paid
Make that bitch squirt
And I need some cold Goose to taste
They ain't a GOAT like C, they ain't a GOAT like SK
[Verse 2]
Last opp came out in the public eye
Broski put him in The Sun
I just bagged up half a brick by I
Now I'm just twiddling my thumbs
Jakes try question me 'bout a headshot, bro
I was sitting in the sun
I was fuckin' his baby mom
In the living room with his son
[Verse 3]
Yeah
If three man try link up and do a album it's not gonna sound like this
Tryna sound like A, tryna sound like Skep and the rest tryna sound like Chip
You ain't been platinum, silver or gold, you ain't even been bronze you div ('Low it)
You ain't even done ten years in this ting, 'round here we don't hear you're a king
Man will take your throne
Piss on your forehead, know your role
We're cold spitters, you ain't never been toe for toe (Fool)
Step in the ring, get shown the ropes (Fool)
Tell me what you believe in, God?
Kill him off, that's a holy ghost
I never been on now Screwface ting, got a smile on my face in devilish mode
Lettin' it go
[Verse 4]
When you're this cold you ain't gotta sell no drugs
Still I might fling you shots
I never did need a box or a key, told prince turn the tuning off
Cah I ain't on a wave today, nah
I ain't on games today, darg
When I'm on grade the flame sparks
Better get your whole brigade, darg
Pick a MC, put him in a zoot (Smoke that)
You don't want smoke, you just pick and choose
Put on your album, I'm skipping through
This ain't the shit **** whipping to (Nope)
We live in a time where these MCs all claim they're the best when it's only them in the room
Got my hand on my heart when I'm in the booth (Facts)
Kill it, hop out and then bill a zoot
[Verse 5]
I just stepped in the building
Coke and Vodka, cocaine change your life
Can't shoot a civilian but if she testify I'll change my mind
TBE is the wave, SKCM, can we be precise?
Got coke for days, still sell heroin, you can't beat the price
When I trap I use Waze
Mum said, "Can you change your way?"
Heroin on the floor
Five racks on my bando door, I'm paid
Make that bitch squirt
And I need some cold Goose to taste
They ain't a GOAT like C, they ain't a GOAT like SK
[Verse 6]
Say hello to the psycho
I wrote a list of all the shit that I wanna kill
I put the game first and if it didn't work then by now, I'd be bang on the drill
I can make a mill', I get 'em mopped like a cleaner
I can get coffee and Justin Bieber
Man, I just drove passed my school
Man, I had to just flex on the teacher
I'm in the bank with a shank
Last week, I put a rack in my tank
Walked in the club with the acid
A got the lean and C got a packet of dank
All I do is spit facts when I step in the booth
And it just happens to bang
And it's 50 racks just to walk through
Told the promoter I need the cash in my hand
[Verse 7]
I just stepped in the building
Coke and Vodka, cocaine change your life
Can't shoot a civilian but if she testify I'll change my mind
TBE is the wave, SKCM, can we be precise?
Got coke for days, still sell heroin, you can't beat the price
When I trap I use Waze
Mum said, "Can you change your way?"
Heroin on the floor
Five racks on my bando door, I'm paid
Make that bitch squirt
And I need some cold Goose to taste
They ain't a GOAT like C, they ain't a GOAT like SK
Written by: Chip, Skepta, Young Adz
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