Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Skepta
Skepta
Vocals
Lex Luger
Lex Luger
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Skepta
Skepta
Songwriter
Lexus Arnel Lewis
Lexus Arnel Lewis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Skepta
Skepta
Producer
Lex Luger
Lex Luger
Producer
Michalis MsM Michael
Michalis MsM Michael
Mixing Engineer
Thrilla
Thrilla
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1]
I'm the Alpha
And the Omega
The star player, you're a liar
Big capper
A punk faker
Seen you around
But you're never involved
A spectator
Can't you see the spirit of ecstasy
This ain't a bentayga
Na
How we're livin'
I'm never quitting
V-bach whipping
Rollie ain't ticking
818 sipping
Sauce spilling
See different colours when the shrooms kick in
Born sinning
See who's your brother when they start talking prison
Big Smoke
I don't fight
My diamonds hitting
Came with the chopper
He ain't a DJ but my guy's spinning
Are you dizzy?
He ain't got no ID, he's got bine with him
If I tell my brudda that it's 4L that means I'm riding with him
[Chorus]
I just turned a L into a lesson
That's another win
Keep the balance
Yeah, that's how you keep the money coming in
I check my balance
And it look like a bag of onion rings
Check the cameras
Better be Lionel Messi if you're running in
Greaze
Gotta protect my energy
'Cause I'm really him
Hyperactive
Self medicating, soon as I leave the gym
When you take me for a nice guy
Then you meet my evil twin
Too many times I've seen them jump in the deep end and they can't even swim
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I'm hotter than an oven
Grabba crushed an' so my spliff bussin', slick talking
Gotta hide the smoke when the kids walk in
Six figures, now I gotta bank with Coutts
I'm big bossin'
No, I ain't from Milwaukee but I'm a mill' walkin'
Lex Luger
On the beat
This shit's knockin'
Bad bitch, told me that she don't twerk
Now she's Tik Tokkin'
I see the back from the front
Like she's kris krossin'
Needed a ride, said I can't get the keys, now we're lip lockin'
Mains furs and we got matching watches, if you're wrist watching
Anytime you see my name, know that's a hit dropping
And the streets ain't like F1, there ain't no pit stopping
Pulled up to the venue, jumped on the stage and I got this shit rockin'
[Chorus]
I just turned a L into a lesson, that's another win
Keep the balance
Yeah, that's how you keep the money coming in
I check my balance
And it look like a bag of onion rings
Check the cameras
Better be Lionel Messi if you're running in
Greaze
Gotta protect my energy
'Cause I'm really him
Hyperactive
Self medicating, soon as I leave the gym
When you take me for a nice guy
Then you meet my evil twin
Too many times I've seen them jump in the deep end and they can't even swim
Written by: Lexus Arnel Lewis, Skepta
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