Audacity - Stormzy feat Headie One
[Stormzy:]
It's like, you n_ggas audacious, hm
Yeah
I roll out with no cash on me
Calm now with no mash on me
Stay away from these ashy youths
'Fore they come around and get ash on me
That's 5000 capacity
5000 capacity
Then spread that over the UK and then add it up and get back to me
You pussios are not bad for me
Mad man, they go mad for me
Who the f_ck, when they gassed you up
Like you're good enough to be clashin' me
Oh please stop harassin' me
Charge me up and put gas in me
Them likkle fish want to try ting
Oh man the audacity
I got girl in my inbox sending me eyes
Livin' on the edge to the end of our lives
Wolf in a sheep's skin telling me lies
Sometimes I love when my enemy dies
So ahead of my time
Mainstream boy starts lettin' off lie
We can never, ever, ever level in price
Take that fee and then treble it twice, yeah
The problem's back I got flows
Watch your back I'm on smoke
Dodge the paps and do boat
My boys are maximum boast
Ain't no time to bly man
Know my ting from here to Thailand
You man got that gun off my man
So you man got that gun on finance
Like what's this rented skeng buy your own
Use my peng to skeng-fry your dome
Want me to send for them, mind the throne
Cliche rep it, end dies alone
Cliche one who comes and die broke
I don't buy in ones I buy bulk
Yeah go and bust your gun I like smoke
Rude boy mind ya' lungs you might choke
Like cough- cough, puff-puff-pass
You're not tough or hard
They callin' me the virgin Mike
How the hell I bust so fast
Rude boy, I came and shook my whole era
No co-signs for me and no carers
2019 and I swear I'm goin' clearer
Draw from the dead MC's like Paul Bearer
I roll out with no cash on me
Calm now with no mash on me
Stay away from these ashy youths
'Fore they come around and get ash on me
That's 5000 capacity
5000 capacity
Then spread that over the UK and then add it up and get back to me
You p_ssy hoes on the bad for me
Mad man, they go mad for me
Who the f_ck, when they gassed you up
Like you're good enough to be clashin' me
Oh please stop harassin' me
Charge me up and put gas in me
Them likkle fish want to try ting
Oh man the audacity
[Headie One:]
Had to sign this 'caine, no Harry
Now my track suit says Balmain Paris
Smoke on bro no Cali
So you better stay well back, Danny
Oh, now he got beef in the streets
And I thought it'd only be in my patty
'Cause I learned how to work this handy and let it just pile, ask Gandhi
I was with with the bro in Jennifer Anni's
I told her I'm tryna be the best I can be
Next day, I go end up on the opp block
Like who's on me Charlie
Come off the ring like Andres Tales
I bought her a new hanny and it cost four thousand
Kept it close pagers with an arm
They want me in a box like chicken chow mein
I wonder why opps wanna try me
Why feds put me in court and trial me
Bad B's get bored and dial me
And ask for a 'vite to the nizz, I'm like, "Shall we?"
Laid back, but still rowdy
Same goons from-from back still 'round me
Funny how my old tings still shout me
Allow me
Roll out, it's so casually
I'm poppin' up in cities randomly
London city or Birmingham
I just done a hundred through Canterbury
No security
I could have a 20 in cash on me
Cah dem can't believe I'm litch so they in the house like they Ali G
[Stormzy:]
I roll out with no cash on me
Calm now with no mash on me
Stay away from these ashy youths
'Fore they come around and get ash on me
That's 5000 capacity
5000 capacity
Then spread that over the UK and then add it up and get back to me
You p_ssy hoes on the bad for me
Mad man, they go mad for me
Who the f_ck, when they gassed you up
Like you're good enough to be clashin' me
Oh please stop harassin' me
Charge me up and put gas in me
Them likkle fish want to try ting
Oh man the audacity
Oh man the audacity
Oh man the audacity
Oh it's a catastrophe
I change the game drastically
Big Mike cut down Glastonbury
Flashbacks from Glastonbury
Love it when it all comes back to me
Telling lies not facts on me
I roll out with no splash on me
God's son this is flesh on me
Stay away from these pagan youths
Cah many men, they wish death on me
When Banksy put the vest on me
Felt like god was testin' me
When Banksy put the vest on me
Felt like god was testin' me
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