Skepta Look Out song lyrics

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SN1, Boy Better now

Ahhhh, look out you bastards... haha

SN1 on my tee again, my black trousers D&G again

Looking like a G again

That's right it's me again

My big .45's gotta flea in 'em

Think I've only got one Mac, got three of em

Then you won't see me again

Time to get the white in and the B again

Just got some high grades from Vesra

I'm a real G so I gotta little extra

I like hot girls cause I'm extra

Thought about my lighty then I text her

Impressed her, thinks I'm on shit cause I'm doing it with Skepta

Take off your whole head top, Hannibal Lecter

Black director, shoot up shit then I cut in the Vectra

Orange bud weed lookin nectar

Strap a big boy spliff sotum nester

Had to breeze up to Chester

Got a new flake link, gotta tester

Ooohh... potent white girl, so I pressed her

Hugh Hefner, pitch niggers like Scarface did Hector

Breeze in there like car chase with feds cah it's looking like them Jakes wanna get us

I'm the best cause I ain't in the rap game were the best bruv

We got the best slugs, so come against us

This is the hard shit

Makes you wanna lick out a cartridge

Look out you bastards

We push out the hard shit

Now this might sound a bit cheeky but I don't even try fam I make it look easy, naturally greazy

Me and Giggs run up and take all the gold coins like Mario and Luigi

You wanna say something, say it when you see me

Don't phone me, save your credit

Cause if you can't tell me what happens after you die I don't wanna hear it

You ain't half a gangster, nowhere near it

Meridian, that's my murdering force

Giggs beat the skeng in South, I heard it in North

And hate me; Boy Better Know t-shirts and SN1 wear for the whole world to endorse, course

North's up in this bitch

I don't know what you heard but you can't take the piss

If you saw what the kick back done to my wrist

You would have never put my name on your murder list

Fam if you interrupt the vibe that I'm in then I ride ride ride with my ting

So fuck them niggers, everyday I'm surrounded by killers, like I was on a lifers wing

See I'm a cool brudda with a heart of the wickedest

Violate me I squeeze this 'til it finishes

Then I switch clips like Hollowman switches chicks

Rinse the machine like boom bye bye, I call that Buju Banton

Light up your head like a lantern

Boy Better Know standard

"Look Out", that's the anthem

Ask all the mandem, out here in the grime scene I'm a champion

Until I get a mansion, I'mma keep murdering spitters at random

Haha, what they gonna say now?

How can you have a hit yet?

2 BET nominees on one track

We can write at home, but we wanna write in the studio and make it look good

SN1, Boy Better Know, done know