Intro
It sounds like Nyge

Chorus: Headie One & Skepta
Bring out the dots, get back to basics 
If I get stopped, it's back to basic 
Bad B, lost out my waps and laces 
Ting set good, no, she can't be basic 
Feds ask questions, I get evasive 
That's "no comment" up in the station 
Gang can't sleep on the violation 
Swear, I'ma spend all my savings 
Switch off my iPhone, back to basics 
No, we ain't watching faces 
Violate us, man are catching cases 
I was on the high road, armed and dangerous 
Stepping in some Run Away trainers, no introduction needed 
Peng ting already know what my name is 
And this year it's only money I'm chasing

Verse 1: Headie One
Don't make me spend all my savings, do it for the cause 
Go play in the field, gang fluent with the ball 
Life is tough when you ain't with the law 
Seven jails, no, you ain't been on tour 
You ain't ever been on license 
Feds still tryna put their boot through your door 
Yo, go there, do it with the Rambo, do it with a 4s 
Should just come back and do it in a wave or do it with a storm 
I just stepped with this 9 and shine and I ain't even do it with my toes 
I can bruck this grub into pebbles or do it on the low 
They think I do ooh-ooh 
Do it with the gangdem, do it on our own 
Didn't they know it's the usual? Now me and Skep' in the studio 
Wrist all numb from the cuffs, so I just bust out my Cuban 
Lord knows life was confusing, now I'm just chuffed 
No trim, they don't care if my head back rough 
Same way all of them gyally on us

Chorus: Headie One & Skepta
Bring out the dots, get back to basics
If I get stopped, it's back to basic
Bad B, lost out my waps and laces
Ting set good, no, she can't be basic
Feds ask questions, I get evasive
That's "no comment" up in the station
Gang can't sleep on the violation
Swear, I'ma spend all my savings
Switch off my iPhone, back to basics
No, we ain't watching faces
Violate us, man are catching cases
I was on the high road, armed and dangerous
Stepping in some Run Away trainers, no introduction needed
Peng ting already know what my name is
And this year it's only money I'm chasing

Verse 2: Skepta
True stories, I ain't gotta lie in my raps
I was beside the feds with a 9 on my lap (Truss)
Gotta look straight forward, try to relax
If I get pulled this time, it's a wrap
And I still get flashbacks of the cold nights in the trap
And man slept on the floor, no heater
Tottenham boy, I put the T in Tanita (Ice)
On a first name basis with the shopkeeper (Wagwan?)
And he already knows what I came for, cling film and a Ribena
Big Smoke on the feature, come a long way from draws in a pouch
Thirteen scores in my mouth from the same line, tryna get all of it out
Fast forward, now I turned starboy, man I don't stand on corners
Two left feet when your diamond's dancing, why your shine look so awkward?
It's One on the chorus with a bit of Skepta, that's what the gyaldem ordered
And you better lock up your wife and daughters 'cause all my guys are ballers

Chorus: Headie One & Skepta
Bring out the dots, get back to basics
If I get stopped, it's back to basic
Bad B, lost out my waps and laces
Ting set good, no, she can't be basic
Feds ask questions, I get evasive
That's "no comment" up in the station
Gang can't sleep on the violation
Swear, I'ma spend all my savings
Switch off my iPhone, back to basics
No, we ain't watching faces
Violate us, man are catching cases
I was on the high road, armed and dangerous
Stepping in some Run Away trainers, no introduction needed
Peng ting already know what my name is
And this year it's only money I'm chasing