RightState your name, cuzStormzy, initWhat we doing today?Repping, initYeah, fucking repping, initYeah fire in the park, let's go!Man try say he's better than meTell my man shut upMention my name in your tweetsOi rudeboy, shut upHow can you be better than me?Shut upBest in the scene?Tell my man, yo, yoCouple man called me a backup dancerOnstage at the BRITs, I'm a backup dancerIf that makes me a backup dancerThe man in your vids, backup dancerThe man in your pics, backup dancerMan wanna chat about backup dancerBig man like me with a beardI'm a big man, how the fuck can IArmy comes everywhere I goI can't run when my enemies showWalk in the club with all of my tugsParty's done, everybody go homeApart from the girl dem, you lot stayWalk in the club, all the girls say heyTell a man like I'm K to the AThere's no champagne, we don't raveYeah, I'm the best, I'm so cockyI've got a mob like A$AP RockyI set trends, dem man copyThey catch feelings, I catch bodiesThey roll deep, I roll squaddyGot about 25 goons in my posseThey drink Bailey's, I drink VossyI get merky, they get worriedIf you got a G-A-T, bring it outMost of the real badboys live in southIf you wanna do me something, I'm aboutI'm not a gangster, I'm just aboutBut you see my man over there with the pouch?Dare one of you man try get loudAll of my mandem move so foulI might sing but I ain't sold outNowadays all of my shows sold outHeadline tour, yeah blud, sold outWhen we roll in, they roll outI'm so London, I'm so southFood in the ends like there ain't no droughtFlipz don't talk like he's got no mouthI wanna make my mum so proudLike "yo Mum, book a flight, go now"All of my ex girls stalking me hardTalk to my face, don't talk to my palmHad four bills and I bought a new carLittle red whip that I bought for my margeI straight murk, it's a walk in the parkI take care when I water my plantsThese MCs wanna talk about Lord of the MicsYou ain't even lord of your yardDead MCs, blud, leave me aloneMe and your girl, we speak on the phoneKill a whole crew of MCs on my ownKill a whole crew of MCs for the throneLook, I was out hungry, so damn hungryMan tried eat then leave me the bonesNow these niggas, they need me to growHot chocolate and a panini to goI'm a big man, fuck a postcode warMan were upset about the MOBO AwardsYeah, I was gassed at the MOBO AwardsWhy? Cause I ain't won a MOBO beforeDuh, all of you MCs sound so bitterShut down Wireless, shut down TwitterShoutout Deepee, shoutout FlipperBest my age, yeah blud, lookIf you don't rate me, shame on youIf you don't rate me, shame on youCan I order a deathbed for an MC?He wants beef with me? Make that twoAnyone else wanna make that move?Anyone else wanna pay their dues?Imposters wanna take my tunesStiff Chocolate, yeah, my face so smooth, check itDon't even talk too much, you're a talkerDem man still go halves on a quarterSee me turn from a prince to a pauperTwo cigarettes and a bottle of waterTold the bouncers get the bottles in orderMan in the kitchen putting in ordersStiff Chocolate, skin clear like waterSmooth on this ting, start locking up daughtersYeah, so shut your fucking stupid mouthsChatting bare fucking shitShut the fuck up, shut your fucking mouthOi rudeboy, shut upOne time yeah, chatting bare fucking shitShut up, manPussy, what?