Detox

[Chorus: Skepta] Every day man turn up to the max Don't know how to relax Went to the hills tryna kick back Still I wanna tweet and chat Woke up this morning, said I quit smoking Now I just bought me a pack Cause every day man turn up to the max Don't know how to relax [Verse 1: Shorty] Pass me the weed, pass me the drink Pass me a pill Got cold feet and I can't sit still Do what I want cause I got no chill Yeah, you know the deal cuh man are true raver I've been on more waves than a sailor Man a turn up all over the radar They know about Short Man in Jamaica Care about now, don't care about later But that's just the way that I live Anywhere that I go, man are blazing a spliff Bouncers are like "man are taking the piss" Ace Hotel, know what it is Turning down is a myth Call me the turn up king There's not a place that I won't turn up in [Verse 2: Skepta] 14 when I started smoking bud Ever since way back then See that buzz? Yeah, man are tryna get that again I broke my turn down button so man can't press that again Brand new tracksuit looking all jet black again Said I quit smoking But I'm in the Ace Hotel with the jetpack again I remember when Wiley told me to jump on mic And I got stage fright Never thought I could jump on right Thought I would jump on light Now I'm like an air hostess how I jump on the flight Skyscanner, I book it on sight Never stay in the same place for too long You wanna find me? Start looking online [Chorus: Skepta] Every day man turn up to the max Don't know how to relax Went to the hills tryna kick back Still I wanna tweet and chat Woke up this morning, said I quit smoking Now I just bought me a pack Cause every day man turn up to the max Don't know how to relax [Verse 3: Frisco] I go so hard Mum told me I should take it easy Sorry, mum, I am a grime star And you know my ting stay off the heezy Please believe me, respect the turn up Boy Better Know any time we turn up It's mad, empty bottles of Hennessy Still I'm on point, slap two at my enemy This year, I tried to turn down couple time Fam, who am I kidding? Told my girl I'mma stop smoking With a zoot in my hand, just ready to bill it When I'm riding the riddim, no time for the -isms I'm high in the sky like a pigeon See them man there? Them man are some them man theres They can see but they got no vision [Verse 4: Jammer] When we turn up, dem man can't turn up Too much Henny in my cup Bottle down to the halfway level, not above Look, now manaman's ready for the club Them man can't ride the wave I surf I drink out the bottle, I'm tryna get burse Drink out the bottle like a baby ta ras 15 shots, I'm tryna get murked Man's on a wave, Dagenham Dave Man violate, get a punch in your face Boy Better Know my niggas, we set pace Man turn up every night and day Sometimes gotta mix the work with the play My niggas don't mix the weed and yay My niggas smoke on the loudest packs Them man smoke farmer yardie hay [Chorus: Skepta] Every day man turn up to the max Don't know how to relax Went to the hills tryna kick back Still I wanna tweet and chat Woke up this morning, said I quit smoking Now I just bought me a pack [Outro: Skepta] Boy Better Know, free Solo 45 Tracksuit Mafia, active boys, baow, baow