Stormzy 0 To 100 Lyrics

Fuck your bandana, we don’t see no colours

I want a holiday, I tell her “pack your luggage”

They’re like “Stormz, why you only doing covers?”

I’m sitting on some bangers, you can go and suck your mothers

But for now I might just take a little tune and then I kill it

We’re just warming up, I swear it’s been a minute

We got the EP coming soon, we’re almost finish

I just dash my boy a draw and tell him bill it, oh Lord

I’m the one to get it popping

I just phoned my brother Flipz, we’re going shopping

Another rapper’s talking shit, I need a coffin

And we don’t care about your tape or when it’s dropping nigga, oh shit

Promoter’s on the phone, he’s got a booking for me

I’ve got pagans on my phone, they say they’re looking for me

Got your girlfriend on my phone, she got some pussy for me

I give my little bro the mash and make him cook it for me

All this talking’s gonna get a nigga into beef shit

I’m on my little Bonkaz murder mile heat shit

They’re talking reccy bout them niggas haven’t seen shit

I’ve seen em turn from gangstas into pussies, nigga, real quick, real quick

Real quick, run Stormz, run Stormz

Please Stormz, that nigga’s got a gun, Stormz

They love Stormz, so if that nigga bun Stormz

They’ll come for him, you can put that on my unborn

This is the come-up

You’re talking dough but you can’t even bring your son up

They always miss but they just love the fancy run-up

Selfies with my bitch, we’re taking pics, she’s looking tun up

And yeah man, I’ve gotta put em on my brothers waiting for me

I just had a meeting with the man, he told me play it from me

I ain’t even saying nuttin’, please just keep on praying for me

Still a couple niggas that still got a couple favours from me

But we’re gonna cash em all in when we need it

Heard your songs, they’re kind of wet, yeah, I don’t feel it

They couldn’t say it to my face, they have to tweet it

Still thinking why they got me on the remix, that’s some other shit

You wanted more, I dropped the second quarter for him

If he needs it then I’ve got it, yeah, I’ll sort it for him

Yeah, we’re humble, you won’t ever know I bought it for him

That brudda’s thirsty, can we please just get some water for him?

One litre, two litres, three litres, man, he’s thirsty

Couple man on road are in their thirties

My brother stabbed me in my back, he done me dirty

And if I’m down, my brudda [?] might reimburse me

Real nigga shit, real nigga shit, yeah

Real nigga shit, real nigga shit, yeah