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Victory Lap

2:45grime, uk grime, stutter house, house Album Skepta .. Fred 2025-08-29

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  1. Victory Lap
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  4. Last 1s Left
  5. 21 Years
  6. On The Low
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Description

Producer: Berwyn Du Bois

Producer: Blake Cascoe

Producer: Dan Mayo

Producer: Darcy Lewis

Vocals: Doechii

Engineer: Dominic Ganderton

Masterer, Producer: Fred again..

Engineer: Matt J Barnes

Producer: PlaqueBoyMax

Vocals: Skepta

Mixer: Tom Norris

Composer, Lyricist: Fred Gibson

Composer, Lyricist: Jaylah Ji Mya Hickmon

Composer, Lyricist: Joseph Adenuga

Composer, Lyricist: Kalon Berry

Composer, Lyricist: Maria-Cecilia Simone Kelly

Lyrics and translation

Original

I need that, I need that, I need that.
Little white bitch on Depop, selling teapots, two left feet them Reeboks.
Shawty did freelance, now she a free thought. Shoulda never let the bitch alone with my seat mods.
Now the bitch skip pit, popping in my Reeboks. Talking bout the detox, busy like a beatbox.
All grown up, bitch looking like Selena. That booty- I need that, I need that, I need that.
Little white bitch on Depop, selling teapots, two left feet them Reeboks.
Shawty did freelance, now she a free thought.
Shoulda never let the bitch alone with my seat mods. Now the bitch skip pit, popping in my Reeboks.
Talking bout the detox, busy like a beatbox. All grown up, bitch looking like Selena. That booty-
I need that, I need that, I need that.
Little white bitch on Depop, selling teapots, two left feet them Reeboks.
Shawty did freelance, now she a free thought. Shoulda never let the bitch alone with my seat mods.
Now the bitch skip pit, popping in my Reeboks. Talking bout the detox, busy like a beatbox.
All grown up, bitch looking like Selena. That booty-
Coulda been, coulda been, coulda been, coulda been certi, coulda been a G.
Shoulda never snitched, why you took it to police?
Now they looking at you funny when you walking down the street.
Looking at you like food, tryna see what they can eat. Me, I'm like Wallah and Gilly with the game.
You don't really wanna act silly, behave. Whenever on stage and the milli gets made. I need that, I need that,
I need that greed.
I feel sorry for Skepta, they copied his flow, but they said that it's a new flow. Imitation don't flatter me, but it's cool though.
Shoulda never left the guy alone in my studio.
Put him in a coffin, get the man a tombstone. Yeah, I got a half of the price of a Kudo.
Living like a boss man, nothing like Hugo. I need that, I need that, I need that good price.
While the plug turn pagan, tweaking, ticking, inflation.
Peace is needed, getting impatient. Blood, everybody getting complacent.
Leg work, step on the pavement. Victory lap, I'm back on the station. I'm really a psycho, Patrick
Bateman. If you see her with me, she's taken.
Little white bitch on Depop, selling teapots, two left feet them Reeboks.
Shawty did freelance, now she a free thought.
Shoulda never let the bitch alone with my seat mods. Now the bitch skip pit, popping in my Reeboks.
Talking bout the detox, busy like a beatbox. All grown up, bitch looking like Selena.
I need that, I need that, I need that, I need that.
Little white bitch on Depop, selling teapots, two left feet them Reeboks.
Shawty did freelance, now she a free thought. Shoulda never let the bitch alone with my seat mods.
Now the bitch skip pit, popping in my Reeboks. Talking bout the detox, busy like a beatbox.
All grown up, bitch looking like Selena. I need that, I need that, I need that.
I smoke loud, but I never get lousy. Black Swan, Darren Aronofsky.
Plug said he want sixteen for the pound, but I'm tryna get it under, rap like Saudi.
Iced out watch and my diamonds ain't cloudy. Four rings, never came with an Audi. Krills like
Foreman. I put my money where my mouth is and I don't wanna smile, just allow me.
No new friends, I got mob ties. Where would I be without the guys?
We get fly, argue a thousand times. You tell jokes till the tears come out your eyes.
You know the haters hate when you're out of sight. I hear them say we sold out.
Yeah, we sold out everything except humble pie.
One slice cut a man down to size, like- Coulda been certi, coulda been a G. Shoulda never snitched, why you took it to police?
Now they looking at you funny when you walking down the street.
Looking at you like food, tryna see what they can eat.
Me, I'm like Wallah and Gilly with the game. You don't really wanna act silly, behave.
Whenever on stage and the milli gets made. I need that, I need that, I need that-
Little white bitch on Depop, selling teapots, two left feet them Reeboks.
Shawty did freelance, now she a free thought.
Shoulda never let the bitch alone with my seat mods. Now the bitch skip pit, popping in my Reeboks.
Talking bout the detox, busy like a beatbox. All grown up, bitch looking like Selena.
I need that, I need that, I need that

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