Ghetts - Skengman lyrics

[Chorus: Ghetts] Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode [Verse 1: Ghetts] Skengman mode Gloves, mask, jet black coat Man do dirt then head back home Eye in the sky like check that drone (Skeng, skeng, skeng, skeng, skeng, skeng) If I'm on a glide, let that go (I) I could be the biggеr man but dem boy dere won't rеspect man's growth Wingman, leftback flow Wig man, head back blown Sick man, get some cold Dip man, send man home Twist and bend that bro (I-I) I was nineteen with a gun twice my age I put man in the boot that was twice my weight [Chorus: Ghetts & Stormzy] Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode (That's Gunshot Mike or Mr. Skeng) [Verse 2: Stormzy] I'll stand in the middle of the field an' scare man's crow You birds ain't sh*t, got bird's eye view when you ni**as involved If—if snitches then man's cold Them mans start hittin' up, skengman mode Man blast him, don't care where man goes, kaboom (Kaboom, kaboom, kaboom) Even in a plain tee, I'm flexin' Pat a ni**a down and find every pocket, I'll Ghetts him Drag him out the car, man eject him Could've been year eight how I swept in New school ni**as ain't nowhere testin' Cah you ni**as do online wrestlin' (Boy) I'm the Merky co-founder Got the gift of the Gab, play me louder I could talk about the kettles on the counter But you know about the kettles on the counter Look, I love a real-life encounter It's funny on the phone you're a shouter They couldn't figure how I pattern my flow I stay cool and my catalogue's cold, I'm too nice with it (Oh, oh) Too clear, blue sky with it (Oh, oh) Used to have a hooptie and do crime in it (Oh, oh) It's a big movie when I'm in it (Boy) Old school like Blues and Benners And I work hard like two Kris Jenner's Yours truly, true skengers It's the skengman mode endeavors [Chorus: Ghetts] Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode [Verse 3: Ghetts] Celebrity death match One shot, lick out your head back Man try run up on me, I make legs snap Wheelchair for the next lap Everyting jet black Done a man's dance, can't get that event back su*k who's mom? Which one of you said that? 48 Laws of Power has got man gassed Which one of you read that? Before I ever knew about Robert Greene I knew about robbin' scheme I knew about 'igh-top skin fade, bobbin' weave ​iPod, mixtape commentary Why stop this way? Obviously I got pricks sayin' they're onto me What the fu*k do you want from me? Man wanna draw Ghetto out constantly [Chorus: Ghetts] Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode [Outro: Ghetts & Choir] Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode Skeng, skengman Skeng, skengman mode