Loski – Rolling Dice Lyrics

(Dave Crag) fired up
(Pxcoyo killed this beat, bitch)
Grrrt
‘Ski dem live
Trippiest driller alive, big facts

Gyal fi arch up and lean to the side
Pass the parcel and give it to the guys
Gave a boy six like rollin’ dice
I know it weren’t four, he got more than five
Are you ridin’, not tellin’ lies?
Back the python and burst your slime
Call me Thorpe Park, done all them rides
How’s he still here? He got all that bine

P.U.G come rock with the ‘ski
You ain’t seen 50, don’t mention me
She pree up the tug, and she left with me
– Got it bad, he shoulda rest in peace
Heard – got it bad, he shoulda rest in peace
– He shoulda rest in peace
Caught – outside, had to make that bleed
Done it near Grandma’s, had her vexed with me

Little Drummer had a dotty when he was year ten
Dem times, we were shottin’ no .2s or .10s
From SE11, I’ll do up your bredrin
I done it to s-, and I’ll do it again
I’m mixin’ Amiri, and Moncler again
Snow on my brothers in Shoreditch again
Remember when Springer wanted 20 babies?
Shug said he’s at the alley again

I got a few man, 22 got more
I love the killy dem, bring the bros on tour
I’m with Wowo, and his heart’s in fully
Stooky, I don’t think dem boy want war
Mm-mm, look how she arch, oh, Lord
Jeet and skeet, I don’t want no more
Ridin’ through, are you slidin’ too?
Mm-mm, no, I can’t go like

Gyal fi arch up and lean to the side
Pass the parcel and give it to the guys
Gave a boy six like rollin’ dice
I know it weren’t four, he got more than five
Are you ridin’, not tellin’ lies?
Back the python and burst your slime
Call me Thorpe Park, done all them rides
How’s he still here? He got all that bine

Gyal fi arch up and lean to the side
Pass the parcel and give it to the guys
Gave a boy six like rollin’ dice
I know it weren’t four, he got more than five
Are you ridin’, not tellin’ lies?
Back the python and burst your slime
Call me Thorpe Park, done all them rides
How’s he still here? He got all that bine

We got bored, so we bored him
‘Ski wan’ put it in the air like Jordan
Mm-mm, that one there too gorgeous
Big WAP for your six-pack, start roarin’
Made a hundred, ’nuff time, it got borin’
B, A, double-S, Y, be cautious
Run a boy down, mm-mm, just caught him
With the bro dem, don’t need insurance

Got a couple SGs with me
Slide through, leave it red like Trippie
Killy, make that beng like Skilli
Really, love badman, come see me
Really, ‘ski a bad boy like Diddy (Diddy)
Got ki- and I coulda got-
True, say I weren’t feelin’ picky

Pum-pum, go make her quint and cotch
My man chats, but he’s fuckin’ washed (washed)
Never met Toosie, too unruly
Get moody when you spin that block (spin)
Only time that I’m pullin’ out phones
When I hit it from behind, throw it back, don’t stop
Throw it back, don’t stop, throw it back, don’t stop
Throw it back, don’t stop

Gyal fi arch up and lean to the side
Pass the parcel and give it to the guys
Gave a boy six like rollin’ dice
I know it weren’t four, he got more than five
Are you ridin’, not tellin’ lies?
Back the python and burst your slime
Call me Thorpe Park, done all them rides
How’s he still here? He got all that bine

Gyal fi arch up and lean to the side
Pass the parcel and give it to the guys
Gave a boy six like rollin’ dice
I know it weren’t four, he got more than five
Are you ridin’, not tellin’ lies?
Back the python and burst your slime
Call me Thorpe Park, done all them rides
How’s he still here? He got all that bine