Skepta and his brother Jme return with a throwback to old school grime – taking inspiration from Wiley’s ‘Pies’, The track documents their relationships with the music industry.

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What d'you mean, what d'you mean?

Yeah, Skepta

One line flows, yeah, I got some of those

You get me, Jme? Easy

Nah

[Chorus: Skepta]

Nah, that's not me

Act like a wasteman? That's not me

Sex any girl? Nah, that's not me

Lips any girl? Nah, that's not me

Yeah, I used to wear Gucci

I put it all in the bin 'cause that's not me

True, I used to look like you

But dressing like a mess? Nah, that's not me

[Verse 1: Skepta]

It's the return of the mack

I'm still alive just like 2Pac

Girls in the front row, girls in the back

Spit one lyric, everybody's like brap

Flashback to the cold nights in the trap

Now I'm in a new whip counting the big stack

Yellow-gold chain and the diamonds are black

Jack me? Nah, you don't wanna do that

Anytime you see me wearing a glove

Boy Better Know I ain't coming to fight like Jet Li

Spray this till the clip is empty

I know you get what I'm saying, you get me?

Love for the G's in the ends

But we don't love no girls in the ends

Last time I fell in love with a sket

But trust me, I will never do that again

[Chorus: Skepta]

Nah, that's not me

Act like a wasteman? That's not me

Sex any girl? Nah, that's not me

Lips any girl? Nah, that's not me

Yeah, I used to wear LV

I put it all in the bin 'cause that's not me

True, I used to look like you

But dressing like a mess? Nah, that's not me

[Verse 2: Skepta]

See me, I come from the roads

Pricks wanna try and put Skepta on hold

But no, badboy, I've been one of those

Wake up call, you will get one of those

One to the eyeball, one to the nose

I don't really care about your postcode

Take your girl, no dinner, no rose

Two minutes in my bedroom, no clothes

Girls everywhere, girls in the club

Looking at me, tryna make a black man blush

Girls on the high street, girls on the bus

But these niggas wanna hang around us, that's sus

I don't wanna see a Stone Island, cuz

Man talk shit, I just smile and flush

I'm looking for a girl with an X factor

But I don't judge like Simon does

[Verse 3: Jme]

From day one, I said I was serious

Then "Serious" hit the jackpot

People ask what music I make

Turn the volume up cuz, that's what

I don't wear no bait designer brands

I spit deep bars in my black top

You'll never see me smoking a cigarette

Cah cigarette smoker, that's not me

Nah, that's not me, nah, that's not

When I'm on the mic in a rave

I got the whole crowd bubbling like a crack pot

See me and Skepta in a video with a nostalgic backdrop

There'll never be a day when I don't make music

'Cause silent? Nah, that's not me

[Chorus: Skepta]

Nah, that's not me

Act like a wasteman? That's not me

Sex any girl? Nah, that's not me

Lips any girl? Nah, that's not me

Yeah, I used to wear Gucci

I put it all in the bin 'cause that's not me

True, I used to look like you

But dressing like a mess? Nah, nah, nah

Nah, that's not me

Act like a wasteman? That's not me

Sex any girl? Nah, that's not me

Lips any girl? Nah, that's not me

Yeah, I used to wear Gucci

I put it all in the bin 'cause that's not me

True, I used to look like you

But dressing like a mess? Nah, that's not me