Lyrics PSYKENIGHT - Skepta , Chip , Lancey Foux
It′s
foot
to
the
floorboards,
I'm
ridin′
round
tank
on
E
The
boy
just
turned
to
a
beast
and
I
know
that
they
know
it's
me
I
got
my
own
alphabet
It's
A-C-I
and
D
Put
down
your
money,
let′s
bet,
let′s
see
who
dyin'
a
G?
I
know
that
it′s
me
Leather
jeans
on
and
I
heard
I'm
the
flyest
to
come
out
of
east
Who′s
ridin'
on
me?
Lemme
see?
I
kill
a
boy
in
A30
I
pull
up
on
greeze,
big
greeze
with
a
big
Jeep
I
got
a
bad
B,
no
underwear
like
I
am
DDB
And
she
won′t
say
a
sound
B*tch
still
under
the
Jean-Paul
Gaultier
blouse,
how
can
they
doubt?
That
me
and
my
niggas
the
biggest
to
do
this
since,
2000
and
now
I
put
a
10
on
track
and
after
I
hit,
it's
Logic,
I'm
bouncin′
it
out
I′m
on
my
white
girl
shit
Mm,
outside,
you're
definitely
catchin′
me
out
(Catch
me
outside,
how
'bout
dat?)
Talk
about,
talk
about,
talk
about,
talk
about
me
You
ain′t
even
a
boss,
I
pay
the
cost
and
I
got
the
receipts
F*ck
a
celebrity,
no
security,
still
see
me
in
the
streets
Like,
"Stop,
wait,
pull
up,"
I
need
somethin'
to
eat
All
of
these
blessings,
praise
the
Lord,
DJ,
put
that
on
repeat
Please
don′t
talk
about
numbers,
little
man
I
could
do
that
in
my
sleep
Please
don't
talk
about
skengs,
one
phone
call
That's
a
strap
with
the
teeth,
I′m
an
alchemist,
on
a
trip
How
could
I
slip
when
I
got
the
crack
on
my
feet?
SK′s
got
me
standin'
well,
ain′t
Obama,
but
I
brang
Michelle
Bouncers
know
me
on
the
door
And
they
know
I'm
comin′
with
gang
as
well
Told
the
girl,
"I
don't
do
the
road,"
but
nothin′
change
I
got
raps
to
sell,
it's
a
fast
life,
I
don't
kiss
and
tell
Said
her
name
and
it
rang
a
bell
Tell
me
what
you
see
when
you
look
in
my
eyes
Look
in
the
mirror,
you
hate
what
you
see
Come
p*ssy,
you
livin′
a
lie,
they
wanna
′verse
Wanna
hang
with
the
gang,
but
they
ain't
got
the
vibe
F*ck
with
me,
no
one
can
save
you,
no,
not
a
lot,
no
Jesus
Christ,
I
pray
that
I
get
sleep,
that′s
nice
(Yeah)
Real
haunted
ones,
pick
a
lighty
and
sleep
with
one
About
brekky,
I'm
leavin′,
hun,
if
the
early
bird
gets
the
worm
first
Alright,
I'ma
see
him
at
brunch,
ah,
look
at
me
thinking′
dinner
If
the
mandem
see
'em,
it's
lunch
Pray
a
long
way,
I
been
yammin′
this
Curry
Like
a
Bumba,
I
am
a
GOAT,
used
to
be
skinny
like
Lancey
Fou
You
project
was
shit,
but
it
charted
though
Chippy,
I′m
the
man
with
the
bars,
that's
not
gang,
that′s
stars
Smokin'
this
cabbage,
might
jump
on
the
′shrooms
Like
I'm
playin′
Mario
Kart
Ahahahaha
Ahahahaha
Ahahahaha
1 SLOW BURN
2 ELON MUSK
3 WHOLE OTHER WAVE
4 PSYKEMAN
5 GHETTO YOUT
6 BETTER ALONE
7 DEAD & GONE
8 TAKE SOME MORE
9 SAY NUN, AIN'T NUN
10 WHEN I CALL
11 GIRL AT HOME
12 INDIA
13 RIGHT NOW
14 DREAM
15 PSYKENIGHT
16 SO FREE
17 RAINING RED
18 WHERES LANCEY
19 SO PSYKED!
20 LIFE & DEATH
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