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The Administration Mp - Dyed 2wice Lyrics

[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