Headie One - 2 Chains lyrics

[Intro] Turn, turn, turn up, turn up, turn M1OnTheBeat Ayo, TwinTwo, this is a bad boy beat Yo [Chorus] Two chains on me (Two, two) Smoke on bro, it ain't on me (Turn) Turn him to a Gunner, he ain't Ljungberg, he ain't Henry But it's an unbeaten season, I'm feelin' like Wenger in '03 I know them opp boys feelin' it They're injury-prone, or they're losin' teammates Middle finger to the Trident My young boy don't know his release date Come look at the club, it's fryin' We ain't comin' out here with no tray (Ah, ah) Lord knows I feel like The Weeknd (One) [Verse 1] I feel like Thе Weeknd I look in the mirror, it's blindin' lights (Turn) Baby said that when I step, I'm clashin' (Turn, turn) I wеar too much ice with ice (Turn, turn) She wanna step out, C's are matchin' (Su-su-su-soo) Gang wanna step out, GP's matchin' Done the right thing, and I twinned them C's And I twin them machines (You're welcome) When the opps wanna rain on me, Ashanti (One) I never dunked a paigon, he was civilian on my landin' Heard somethin' got drilled on a Sunday (One) 'Course I ain't know what happened (Su-su-su-soo) I was chilling in my gaff with gangdem Was listenin' to Kirk Franklin (Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up) 'Cah I trust in God and wap beam How we beefin' five blocks and countin'? Show the opps 'bout the four-door trucks and transits It was free Bradz, now he's just back home sortin' tactics Summer time out with the two-two, glidin' Havin' so much drip, it's a water fountain (One) [Chorus] Two chains on me (Two, two) Smoke on bro, it ain't on me (Turn) Turn him to a Gunner, he ain't Ljungberg, he ain't Henry But it's an unbeaten season, I'm feelin' like Wenger in '03 I know them opp boys feelin' it They're injury-prone, or they're losin' teammates Middle finger to the Trident My young boy don't know his release date Come look at the club, it's fryin' We ain't comin' out here with no tray (Ah, ah) Lord knows I feel like The Weeknd (One) [Verse 2] I feel like The Weeknd That boy got drilled on the weekend (One) I'm mainstream, feds still knockin' 'Cah I'm still neck deep in the deep end (Told me turn) Little bro scratched it off Corona mask, no gloves, he don't value his freedom Had a shopkeeper all shocked Behind the till like Kel & Kenan (Kel & Ke) All of this beef, we should've been vegan (Turn) All them opps, the manna like thievin' Bought that broom, manna weren't sweepin' Some of these lucky they're breathin' (Told me turn) HMP had a street ni**a readin' (Uh, augh) Back then, it was basic Now, I'm sat at BRITs My suit tapered, and my fade tapered (Steady) I'm meant to be famous (One) But I still zim-zimma, who's got the keys to the Bimmer? Pissed that I had to de-link this Insta model She was way too inner Can't believe it was baguettes for dinner (Su, su-su-su-soo) Uh, now, there's baguettes on my pinky finger (One) [Chorus] Two chains on me (Two, two) Smoke on bro, it ain't on me (Turn) Turn him to a Gunner, he ain't Ljungberg, he ain't Henry But it's an unbeaten season, I'm feelin' like Wenger in '03 I know them opp boys feelin' it They're injury-prone, or they're losin' teammates Middle finger to the Trident My young boy don't know his release date Come look at the club, it's fryin' We ain't comin' out here with no tray (Ah, ah) Lord knows I feel like The Weeknd (One) [Outro] M1OnTheBeat Ayo, TwinTwo, this is a bad boy beat