Your boy´s too hot, put a fan on I am never under pressure, man, it´s pressure that I stand on I´m not da bredda you can go and put your hand on I´m just cookin´ up some flavor then I mix it like I´m Alan (Mm) A bit of strength and a little bit of core Could´ve had my little brother drenched, drippin´ in Dior Long time, I was kippin´ on the floor Me and Twin B, we the new Jigga and Dior Flex on ´em They talk on my name then backslide I ain´t even spittin´ no more, I rap glide Pree you try and jump on my boat, will capsize Comin´ like I´m one of the goats, I´m that nice So it´s old flows, new flows, rose gold Hublots Now I´m on the road doin´ shows for some Euros
Asking how I done it, man, I did it by the grace Hashtag Merky, that´s a pillar of my faith, oh Nightmare comin´ for the crown, man, I´m comin´ there Hi there, welcome to my town, yeah, I run it here Been the top boy for a couple summers here And I´m poppin´ like the kente that my mama wears, yeah So quit runnin´ out your mouth Real gully niggas comin´ out the south So, no, I am not the one Man, I just drop for fun Still got a lot to come ´Fraid you forgot the drums, wait there
[Stormzy, Aitch] Ayy, in my city, I´m the top boy And I didn´t even have to be in Top Boy
If you´re asking what I´ve done, then it´s a lot, boy You rap Meeks make me wanna be a pop boy Ayy, in my city, I´m the top boy Mummy always told me, "Give ´em what you got, boy" On a mission, swear they wishin´ that I flop, boy But I´ll never stop poppin´, I´m the pop boy (Yeah, yeah)
[Aitch] Your boy´s too cold, put the heat on I ain´t never under pressure, man, it´s pressure that I feed on (Yeah, yeah) Money movements and shellers, that´s what my team on I got tekkers, you know it´s gettin´ peppered if it´s got me on (Woah, woah)
Stuntin´ for the ´Gram, I don´t risk it for a like Fall back a second, fam, and have a think about your life Stop movin´ so fast, you gotta chill and take your time You ain´t thought about it right if you don´t think about it twice What boy´s chattin´ to me like a top boy? Bro, I pop bottles and bitches, I never pop toys Manny way, couple block boys and some hot boys Pull up on the block, boy, finna drop the top, boy You hate me and I ain´t a fan of you (Nope) See what I´ve done in a year, imagine two (Ayy, ayy) Young Aitch, I´m going clear, I´m comin´ through Quick to switch pace, uppin´ the gear, and bun a zoot like (Ahh, ahh)
Flex on ´em, bust a little move for the boomerang Everybody sittin´ and watchin´ me while I do my dance (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Trust me, this ain´t nothin´ new to gang Liquor by the load, don´t have a clue how much juice I drank Grab a bag when I stack, not a rack (Ahh, ahh) Rack a track, want a plaque, not a wack (Ahh, ahh) Bag of gash, tryna chat, but it´s cap (Ahh, ahh) Get me mad, you ain´t bad, man, it´s sad (Ahh, ahh)
[Stormzy] Ayy, in my city, I´m the top boy And I didn´t even have to be in Top Boy If you´re asking what I´ve done, then it´s a lot, boy
You rap meeks make me wanna be a pop boy Ayy, in my city, I´m the top boy Mummy always told me, "Give ´em what you got, boy" On a mission, swear they wishin´ that I flop, boy But I´ll never stop poppin´, I´m the pop boy
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