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[Matthew] Pop Boy
Stormzy
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Yeah
And it's like, yo
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 the breader you can go and put your hand on
I'm just cooking up some flavour, then I mix it like a man on, mm
A bit of strength and a little bit of core
Could've had my little brother drenched, dipping in Dior
Long time, I was kipping 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 spitting no more, I rap glide
Dare you try and jump in my boat, you'll capsize
Coming like I'm one of the goats, I'm that nice
Always old flows, new flows, rose gold Hublots
Now I'm on the road doing 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, coming for the crown, man, I'm coming there
Hi there, welcome to my town, yeah, I run it here
Been the top boy for a couple summers here
And I'm popping like the kente that my mama wears, yeah
So quit running out your mouth
Real gully, but I'm coming up the south
So, no, I am not the one
Man, I just drop for fun, still got a lot to come
Fred, you forgot the drums, wait, yeah
Ayy, in my city, I'm the top boy
And I didn't even have to be in Top Boy
If you ask me what I've done, then it's a lot, boy
You rap neeks 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, so they wishing that I flop, boy
But I'll never stop popping, I'm the pop boy (Yeah, yeah)
Your boy's too cold, put the heat on
I ain't never under pressure, man, it's pressure that I feed on (Yeah)
Money movements and shellers, that's what my team on
I got tekkers, you know it's getting peppered if it's got me on (Woah)
Stunting for the 'Gram, man'll risk it for a like
Fall back a second, fam, and have a think about your life
Stop moving so fast, you gotta chill and take your time
You ain't thought about it right if
You don't think about it twice (Hahaha)
What boy's chatting to me like a top boy?
Bro, I pop bottles of -, I never pop
Anyway, couple block boys and some hot boys
Still up on the block, boy, finna drop the top, boy (Yeah)
You hate me? And I ain't a fan of you (No)
Seen what I done in a year, imagine two (Ayy)
Young Aitch, I'm going clear, I'm coming through
Quick, switch pace, up in the gear and bun a
Like flex on 'em, bust a little move for the boomerang
Everybody sitting and watching me while I do my dance (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Trust me, this ain't nothing new to gang
Lick up by the load, don't have a clue how much juice I drank (Woo)
Grab a bag, man, a stack, not a rack (Ah)
Back on track, want a plaque, not a wap (Ah)
Bag of gash, tryna chat but it's cap (Ah)
Get me mad? You ain't bad, man, it's sad (Ah)
Ayy, in my city, I'm the top boy
And I didn't even have to be in Top Boy
If you ask me what I've done, then it's a lot, boy
You rap neeks 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, so they wishing that I flop, boy
But I'll never stop popping, I'm the pop boy
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