Animal Instinct (feat. Lancey Foux) - Skepta & Pop Smoke

Mm, pourin' up a red- (woo, woo) Yeah, huh Pourin' up a- Ayy, turn me up Bally Huh, pourin' up a red cup, I'm anti, uh Yeah (huh) Yeah, she call me Lancey or Lancey (huh, uh, yeah) Pourin' up a red cup, I'm anti (uh, uh) Took her Paris, then she took her panties off (uh) Light skin ting, she Ashanti, off (mm) Broke up with my lady, it ain't nothin' to a boss (huh) She still gon' keep it shady when I turn the lights off (huh) Wipe me down clean, don't you ever miss a spot (huh) Five, four, three, two, one, I take the shot (huh) I can, I can, I can feel the Molly wearing off (uh) I can, I can, I can, I can finally see the sun (uh) Taking off my shades, I see my feelings in a cup (uh) Murder one, one-eight-seven, it's a red rum (hmm) Red rum, money, sex, you know how it goes Blue diamonds clashing with the Piru stones (chyeah) World boss flow, money make her touch her toes Before I had the million, I was really penny throwin' Huh, bipolar man, I got her comin', got her goin' (woo) Little sheep, mind your manners talkin' to a G.O.A.T (a G.O.A.T) I stay a mystery, 'cause I know they really want my soul Lil Peep, took the Xanny, prayin' I don't go I'm gettin' clean, money fiend, bad bitch addict (yeah) Islamic baddie, henna tatted, but I'm really tatted (tatted) Lookin' for me, she gon' spot my face out like acne, uh Said she love me, which one, Lancey or Lancey? (Huh) Yeah, she call me Lancey or Lancey (yeah, she call me-) Pourin' up a red cup, I'm anti (uh, uh) Took her Paris, then she took her panties off (uh) Light skin ting, she Ashanti, off (mm) Broke up with my lady, it ain't nothin' to a boss (huh) She still gon' keep it shady when I turn the lights off (huh) Wipe me down clean, don't you ever miss a spot (huh) Five, four, three, two, one, I take the shot I'm movin' at the speed of light I'm movin' at the speed of light, yeah (woah) I'm movin', oh (movin') I'm movin', oh I'm movin' at the speed of light (speed of light) I'm movin' at the speed of light I'm movin' at the speed of light I'm movin' at the speed of light, yeah I'm movin' I'm movin' at the speed (I'm movin') I'm movin' at the speed of light I'm movin' at the speed of-, oh I'm movin' at the speed of light I'm movin', I'm movin', movin', yeah I'm movin', I'm movin', yeah I'm movin' at the speed of light I'm movin'

Ooh, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ooh, yeah (Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah) Ooh, woah-woah-woah-woah Yeah, yeah Ooh, yeah (I just told Richie we rich) I'm a high reach roller Ice been colder Pink Runtz smoker, get me right (Yeah) She got pink pussy, tryna change my life (Tryna change my life) I'll buy you minks, you just gotta fuck me right (Right, yeah) I'm in the air, who gon' stop me? I'm in the air, who gon' stop me? I leave 'em dead, I ain't jokin' I leave 'em dead, I ain't jokin' I ride the Rolls-Royce like an SR I (Phew) This shit bigger than the biggest, I can't lie (No, no, no, no) It's on sight, yeah It's on sight, uh We'll snatch your homeboy if you're tryna hide, yeah Lower your tone, boy, I ain't tryna hype (Phew) I got the strap on a tomboy, she ain't tryna fight (Yeah, yeah) They tryna keep track of the convoy, we've been runnin' lights I was just in the back of the homebase stashin' the china white (Yeah) Fuckin' with opium, she got addicted (Yeah) She got psyked (Psyked) Fuck it, let's go again, pour up, roll up (Yeah) I don't get tired (No-no-no-no) This is it, this is the life (Yeah) This is it, how I'ma die (Yeah) This is it, how I'ma slide (Yeah) Keep the blick by my side (Yeah) Keep a bitch, she gon' ride (Ooh) Keep the thing, I ain't got time (No) Goin' sick, ain't showin' no signs (Oh) Check the fit, one-of-one designs Yeah, this shit just different I'm a high reach roller Ice been colder Pink Runtz smoker, get me right (Yeah, phew) She got pink pussy, tryna change my life (Yeah) I'll buy you minks, you just gotta fuck me right (Me) I'm in the air, who gon' stop me? I'm in the air, who gon' stop me? (Yeah) I leave 'em dead, I ain't jokin' I leave 'em dead, I ain't jokin' (Yeah) I ride the Rolls-Royce like an SR I This shit bigger than the biggest, I can't lie (This shit big) Yeah, I'm a KelTec-toter (Buh) Pull up and I'll smoke ya (Psh) In London with Lancey, I just might poke ya (Grrt, brrat) But I'm in Atlanta right now, I got that blower (Got that blower) See me with Opium, she say I'm 'bout to go up (Go up, go up) In the back of her throat, I swear she 'bout to throw up (Throw up) And I swear her ass so fat I would hit from the back, you know I'll bloat it (I'll bloat it) I've been fuckin' on all these hoes I'm undefeated just like Floyd (Buh-buh, Floyd) I ain't scared of no opp-ass nigga What's up with me, yeah, you already know it (You already know it) I'm a high reach roller Ice been colder Pink Runtz smoker, get me right (Yeah) She got pink pussy, tryna change my life (Tryna change my life) I'll buy you minks, you just gotta fuck me right (Right, yeah) I'm in the air, who gon' stop me? (Air) I'm in the air, who gon' stop me? (Air) I leave 'em dead, I ain't jokin' (Dead) I leave 'em dead, I ain't jokin' (Dead) I ride the Rolls-Royce like an SR I (I ride the Rolls-Royce) This shit bigger than the biggest, I can't lie (This shit big) (Boy) I'm in the air, oh (I'm in the air) I'm in the air, oh (I'm in the air) I leave 'em dead, yeah (I leave 'em dead) I leave 'em dead, ooh (I leave 'em dead)

Ooh Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah, yeah Fell in love Fell in love (uh, even if she fell in love) Yeah, yeah (chyeah) It's a bird, it's a plane, in the sky, it's a face (LouBeats on the beat, chyeah) I'ma live, I'ma die (I'ma die), I'ma ride (ride), by my name (chyeah) And I'm here (here), I'm alive, why would I complain? New chick, she fine, Mumbai, Bombay (Bombay) And she ain't gonna lie 'bout nothin' (she ain't gonna lie) I could die right now, it ain't nothin' (die right now) She wanna get higher than the sun, uh (wanna get high) She wanna have so much fun, uh (so much fun) And she don't wanna fall in love, uh (she don't wanna fall in love) She already know what she wants (she already know, yeah) She ain't gonna cry 'bout nothin', uh (she ain't gonna cry 'bout nothin') She ain't even tryna be the one (she ain't even tryna be the one, yeah, yeah) Even if I fell in love (even if I fell in love) I know she won't get jealous (I know she won't) Even if she fell in love (even if she fell in love) I know that nigga won't match up (I know that nigga won't) You know we can't be together (you know we can't be to-) But I just hate being separate (I just hate being sep-) When she's lonely (ooh) Will she know it's me? We been keepin' it lowkey We been keepin' it lowkey My lil' baby a OG (chyeah) She don't need nothin' from me (no-no-no, no-no-no-no) Is it love? Is it lust? (Is it lust?) I don't know (I don't know), I ain't fussed (I ain't fussed) Two eyes even, keep a secret 'Til we turn into dust (chyeah) It's a bird, it's a plane, in the sky, it's a face I'ma live, I'ma die, I'ma ride by my name And I'm here, I'm alive, why would I complain? New chick, she fine, Mumbai, Bombay And she ain't gonna lie 'bout nothin' I could die right now, it ain't nothin' (die right now, it ain't nothin') She wanna get higher than the sun, uh (wanna get higher than the sun) She wanna have so much fun, uh (wanna have so much) And she don't wanna fall in love, uh (she don't wanna fall in love) She already know what she wants (she already know what she wants) She ain't gonna cry 'bout nothin', uh (chyeah) She ain't even tryna be the one (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

My bag, bitch, you know I'm spendin' that You know I can't have nothin' (It's a middle finger) I've been playin' with fire, it's up (Chyeah!) I've been playin' with fire, it's up And I go through the heat untouched I been wishin' my opps good luck (Good luck) They been wishin' I drop, good luck (Good luck) I been smokin' these Vlone Runtz (Yeah) I been higher than Elon Musk Got a baddie, she need my love And she loyal to the soil and dust (Chyeah!) Yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah (Psyke, ride) And they know what the fuck I'm on Man with the rocket like Elton John I know who I am and I can't go wrong I sauced up the game and I passed it on The level I play is the hardest one You're talkin' that talk but your jargon's wrong I know you niggas won't last so long You just got the money, forgot where you're from New old lady, I'm showin' her off Brown skin look like Diana Ross (Yeah) Big man there, still fly him to cunch Leavin' him red, that time of the month Big cash checks so I bag up the guap I hop on the stage, this ain't top of the pops I hop on the stage, it's top of the top Go fire, go flame, go seriously hot, hot I've been playin' with fire, it's up And I go through the heat untouched I been wishin' my opps good luck They been wishin' I drop, good luck I been smokin' these Vlone Runtz (Yeah) I been higher than Elon Musk Got a baddie, she need my love And she loyal to the soil and dust (Chyeah!) Yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ride or die) Yeah, yeah, yeah! (Psyke)

For my last breath imma give out the code For my last breath imma let you know For my last breath imma give out the code For my last breath imma give out the code For my last breath imma let you know For my last breath imma tell a soul For my last breath imma give out the code For my last breath imma let you know For my last breath imma give out the code First thing first yeah, keep your soul These niggas gon' try you never fold These women gon' try you never fold Kill off your ego catch a bird See how the tongue powerful, mind your words That's why we talk about money that's how we get some more That's why we talk about power get my respect by force In the back of the Rolls Royce Cullinan used to have crack in my jaw Lemme show you real quick, lemme break it down, lemme put it like this You're playing a game called life where you just can't lose But you just can't win You gotta pay the price if you're taking a risk don't be out on a whim Shit, Gonna get deep this life ain't fair it's sink or swim Shit, Gonna get deep, nightmares shit get scary One day it's gonna hit you're gonna sit and think nobody cares You won't know what alone is 'til you lose a parent So I get in my zone I face my fears Even if you're broke you gotta pay attention Gotta hear what they say but listen to what they don't mention Times get hard so you wanna go to a different dimension Life getting hard so you wanna grip on the 3 8 special She pretty from far once you get close you gotta watch her intention Watch how they friend you Watch how you move them might use it against you Imma tell you right now my g the devil gon' tempt you Remember your purpose don't let the game forget you You gotta get mentally strong you're gonna take some hits Life like Bellator 5 rounds you're gonna take some kicks Work like a slave to live like a king I reverse the whip Respect your name take care of your lady take care of your kids You can never love too much but you can trust too much Don't do the business under don't you ever say your number Don't let the pain go undone stand in the rain and thunder Take over the game my brother but don't you ever change your hunger For my last breath imma give out the code For my last breath imma let you know For my last breath imma give out the code For my last breath imma let you know For my last breath imma let you know For my last breath imma give out the code For my last yeah Yeah Yeah For my last breath imma give out the code Uhhh

Hit town like a freight train runnin' Starin' at us like deer in the headlights Never thought you had another thing comin' Did the same damn thing to 'em last night Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke Little gal in the skin tight britches Get up and get down to the front row Sure, hope your boyfriend ain't lookin' He won't get hurt by what he don't know He don't know that I know, and you know I got some plans for you, baby Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke, yeah Oh, yeah, uh-huh Come on, yeah Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now (Go now, go now, go now) Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke Oh, watch 'em now