look out lyrics – skepta

“look out”
(feat. giggs)

yeah, done know… giggs, skeps.
browse it, boom productions. sn1, boy better know.
ahhhh, look out you b*st*rds… haha

sn1 on my t again, my black trousers d&g again (yes). looking like a g again (yeah), that’s right it’s me again.
think my big four 5s gotta flea in em. think i’ve only got one mac, got three of em (ummm). 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 (extra). i like hot girls cause i’m extra.
thought about my lighty then i text her (woof). impressed her, thinks i’m on sh*t cause i’m doing it with skepta.
take off your whole head top, hannibal lector. black director shoot up sh*t then i cut in the vectra (cut).
orange? bud weed lookin nectar, strap a big boy spliff sotum nester(ummm).
had to breeze onto chester gotta new flav link gotta test er (yeah). ooohhhhh… potent white girl so i pressed her
hugh hefner pitch n*gg*rs like scarface did hectar, breeze in there like car chase with feds cah it’s looking like them chase wanna get ar.
i’m the best cause i ain’t in the white game were the best of… we got the best love. so come against us.

this is the ard sh*t. makes you wanna lick out a cartridge.
look out you b*st*rds, we push out the hard sh*t. [x2]

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 (pinng).
you wanna say sotum 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(no). you ain’t half a gangster nowhere near it.
meridian that’s my murdering force. giggs beat the sken in south i heard it in north and to hate we got boy better know t-shirts and sn1 wear for the whole world to endorse course.
norths up in this b*tch, i don’t know what you heard but you can’t take the p*ss. 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 f*ck them n*gg*rs 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 till it finishes. then i switch cliques like hollowman switches chicks.
rinse the machine like bombiy, 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 ere in the grime scene i’m a champion (cheeeze) until i get a mansion i’m a keep murdering spitters at random. brapp!

this is the ard sh*t. makes you wanna lick out a cartridge.
look out you b*st*rds, we push out the hard sh*t. [x2]

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. gemee.
sn1, boy better know done know!

/ skepta lyrics