Stormzy Audacity Lyrics

[Stormzy:]

It’s like, you niggas 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 pussy hoes on the bad for me

Mad man, they go mad for me

Who the fuck, 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

Rudeboi, 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 pussy hoes on the bad for me

Mad man, they go mad for me

Who the fuck, 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 pussy hoes on the bad for me

Mad man, they go mad for me

Who the fuck, 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 best on me

Felt like god was testin’ me

When Banksy put the vest on me

Felt like god was testin’ me