Dyed 2WICE

[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