[Risse (sampled throughout)]
In your town to–
In your town to–
In your town to–
–night

You´re getting way too big for your boots
You´re never too big for the boot
I´ve got the big size 12s on my feet
Your face ain´t big for my boot
Skeng chat, kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth, look
You´re getting way too big for your boots
You´re never too big for the boot
I´ve got the big size 12s on my feet
Your face ain´t big for my boot
Skeng chat, kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth

Wanna come round here like a badboy? Do it
Bun all the talking, go on then, do it
Running through the party, bottle of Bacardi
Bro´s in my ear saying "Stormz, don´t do it"
Devil on my shoulder, I don´t lack
Hit ´em with a crowbar, I don´t scrap
Even when I´m sober, I´m so gassed
Say you ride but there´s no car and no mash (What you talking ´bout?)
Clown, stand down
Never had a MAC-10 or a trey pound
You were never bad then, you ain´t bad now
Never had the MAC then, little nigga, back down
Wait, I saw bare kicks, saw bare clothes
Said fuck that, I can´t wear those
I don´t like them, they´re not my ting
They went silent, they´re all weirdos
Like yeah, Stormz gone clear

Never had a Tom Ford or a Moncler
Mandem are calm, but you see my don there?
Fuckeries, tell ´em don´t do it, don´t dare
Don´t care who you know from my block
You´re not Al Capone, you´ll get boxed
They can take my car and my creps
I´ll still do the road in my socks
Like who´s gonna stop me? You? Him?
Weed in a cigarette, blue slims
Don´t be an idiot, move smart
I´ve been killing it, new king
Niggas ain´t ready for my new stuff
You´re a prick by yourself, go and group up
And when Krept went States for the BETs
I was covering Krept like a bootcut
Its mad, that´s a family ting, straight family ting
Dem man are broke, no salary ting

Had a peng ting called Amy
Telling me to come round hers on a Valerie ting
#Merky Academy ting
Coming like art in a gallery ting
Dem boy dere wanna chat about bars
Wanna chat about crud but, but, but

You´re getting way too big for your boots
You´re never too big for the boot
I´ve got the big size 12s on my feet
Your face ain´t big for my boot
Skeng chat, kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth, look
You´re getting way too big for your boots
You´re never too big for the boot
I´ve got the big size 12s on my feet

Your face ain´t big for my boot
Skeng chat, kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth

I´m too hot
Drug money in my shoebox
I´m the man of the house and my shows sold out
Like the brudda from the Boondocks
Beats 1 in my boombox
Still steal meat from the stew pot
Mandem go sick when my tune drops
Little man, that´s a Hublot, not a Hublot
What? Pronounce it right, you prick
I go mad, yeah, I´m down to die for this
I don´t care, bro, I´m down to pipe your chick
Mad stressed so I´m bound to light my spliffs

Wait, I´m bound to ride for Flipz
Real Gs gonna ride around to this
Man, I´ve got no time to write a diss
I never left my nine to five for this wasteman ting
I don´t care what rave man´s in
I came here to relax but if it gets mad
Mek a young boy take man´s tings
Try tell me I´m way too big to rebel?
Nah, man, you´re never too big to rebel
I was in the O2 singing my lungs out
Rudeboy, you´re never too big for Adele
Leave my yard, blow a kiss to my girl
Salute to my sister as well
Gotta keep trophies down at my mum´s bit
Man, I´m getting way too big for my shelf
Man, I see bare MCs wanna sideline
But I still got a couple bangers in the pipeline

Man, I´ve got grown men ´@´ing me bullshit
You´re getting way too old for the timeline
You´re getting way too old for a diss
Should´ve looked after your kids
Get out the booth, go home to your son
It´s never too late to commit
It´s like man love put my name in a bar
Random flight, get a plane to Qatar
This year, I learnt how to take care of business
Next year, I´ll learn how to play the guitar

You´re getting way too big for your boots
You´re never too big for the boot
I´ve got the big size 12s on my feet
Your face ain´t big for my boot
Skeng chat, kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth

How dare you twist up the truth, look
You´re getting way too big for your boots
You´re never too big for the boot
I´ve got the big size 12s on my feet
Your face ain´t big for my boot
Skeng chat, kick up the yout
Man know that I kick up the yout
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
How dare you twist up the truth