Dues (Explicit)

Dues (Explicit) - Headie One/Loski

Written by：Irving Adjei

All I talk is numbers

Skip to 10 and then I just went to the 9 and 8

I'm still beating that tensil intense

I just sip my beverage

My little bro looking at 7

He got nicked with 6 in the weapon

The other one done a drilling

Everyone ran and they gave me high 5

I been sitting in the can just thinking what s it all for

But I still take risks with the 32 spin that's life

Still sport this 1 lev on a trackie and fling a tenner on uncle

Then I fling a next tenner on my lyca bundle

Ofb stack readies and spend it on skengs and ice

Them man ain't put it no work and they ain't stack none

Someone's lying

Fly out the ride with a 4's bet someone's flying

I fell in love with the kickback

I come a long way from ridge backs

First phone call's my alarm clock

I don't need my alarm on snooze

Opps don't wanna see me on the vio

But they gotta give the gang their dues

How many times did we step on the opp block

Go home burn my trackie and shoes

Evidence in the air no clues

Cah these pigs make my blood Boyle like Susan

I'm still tryna get it like the Jews Dem

On the wing it s mackerels and tunas

On the road it s 30 and lugers

Finesse these broad day bootings

Still finesse these broad day bootings

Harlem o dare you leave your bros

You stepped out with your chinger

Why you breezing home

My barbie brown and flirty boujie gucci pose

Splash and pose we stepped out tryna holy ghost

Say they garn do me but they see me and dash

Why the f**k am I beefing these cowards

I still won't lowe him

Splash man down have him wet like he just got showered

Shotty long like Eiffel Tower

Or Chan kardash

Ting got beat like a dutty slug

Loski loose love splash and brag bad

First phone call's my alarm clock

I don't need my alarm on snooze

Opps don't wanna see me on the vio

But they gotta give the gang their dues

How many times did we step on the opp block

Go home burn my trackie and shoes

Evidence in the air no clues

Cah these pigs make my blood Boyle like Susan

I'm still tryna get it like the Jews Dem

On the wing it s mackerels and tunas

On the road it's 30 and lugers

Finesse these broad day bootings

Still finesse these broad day bootings

First phone call's my alarm clock

I don't need my alarm on snooze

Opps don't wanna see me on the vio

But they gotta give the gang their dues

How many times did we step on the opp block

Go home burn my trackie and shoes

Evidence in the air no clues

Cah these pigs make my blood Boyle like Susan

I'm still tryna get it like the Jews Dem

On the wing it's mackerels and tunas

On the road it's 30 and lugers

Finesse these broad day bootings

Still finesse these broad day bootings