Stormzy Bad Boys Lyrics

[Ghetts (Bashy):]

(I know, my cousin Stanaman, he’s told me a couple stories about you)

I’m not gonna lie-I’m not gonna lie, I’m getting mad right now, what’s he talking about? Like banging in cells and that, what you talking about?

(Come on, man, this is just lyrics, blud, Ghetto, this is just lyrics, blud, all about lyrics, blud, all about lyrics, I know, Ghetto, I know, come on)

Easy, easy, aight, easy, easy

Talking that talk, I was a fucking bad boy in jail! A fucking bad boy, you fucking pussy

Is man mad though?

Ask Stanaman, I was a fucking bad boy

Is man mad though?

Ahh, man, do your research

Oi, where’s Carlos, where’s Carlos?

Ask him how man was in jail about

Fucking truth, stick to the truth

Stick to the fucking truth

[Stormzy:]

Yo, yo, them man are selective bad boys

Some “we just wanna be accepted” bad boys

Some big whips but no electric bad boys

Think they’re bad ’cause of Narcos, they’re some Netflix bad boys

I know real shower man, you know reckless bad boys

You know them protein shake in their breakfast bad boys

Them man are some “Bro, could you get me on the guest list?” bad boys

And then they wanna get up in the club and start flexing bad boys

Give me the crown, man, I want that

Red Bull with the cognac

I tried to share my throne with ’em

But I can see you ain’t on that

I’m on arms, on combat

No trace, no contact

Bro bought a new mash, I don’t know where that gun there’s cool but it’s long akh

Bad boy who? You are not part of a bad boy crew

Me and Flipz roll up, tell a man hold up

Looking like something off of Bad Boys 2

Bad boy Gs in a bad boy shoot (Shoot)

You are not a bad boy, move

Shut down shows and the mandem go nuts

All the bad chicks make mad noise too

Look fuckboy, what you gonna say? What you gonna do, run?

Ah yeah right, you ain’t gonna do none

Bad boy life ain’t all that you hoped for

Should’ve done book but you went and done guns

Charge three for a Z, that’s banter

Black whip, all black swag like a panther

Heard through the vine that Stormz’ ain’t a bad boy

But I take care of my fam, I’m a gangster

Yeah that’s right, just a young boy in the hood

Fast forward, now I’m Big Mike, still away from the hype

Niggas weren’t bad back then, nah it’s cons man, I swear on my life

Put faith in my knife

Wrong move had me on edge on the back-road, paying for my stripes

So fuck these niggas, all these little gun drillers wanna come and try do me like Trife

[J Hus:]

You’re not bad, I’m bad, ask Carlos

How they gonna harm us?

Came wearing a flat-cap, looking like somebody’s father

I brought the bad man here, I brought the bad man here

You’re a bad man how? Bad man where?

Apart from you, there’s bad man here

You’re not bad, I’m bad, ask Carlos

How they gonna harm us?

Came wearing a flat-cap, looking like somebody’s father

I brought the bad man here, I brought the bad man here

You’re a bad man how? Bad man where?

Apart from you, there’s bad man here

[Ghetts:]

Yeah, I’m fully on with your half on

I’ve done dirt, no mask on

Eighteen when I told man “Ask Carlos”

Now they ask how much man’s car cost

Drive-by ting

Aim for your head and convert ’em with your hard-top

Your leg’s sick, your heart stops

That’s a M case, nah dog

Not me

Not there, not G

I put bread on my beef like Soulja

You’ve got rice, I’ve got keys, I told you already

My nigga I don’t know you from any

Where, big spare that’ll go through your belly

There, payback but you don’t owe me a penny, yeah

Fuck that, fist fight, fair and square

Na fuck that, flick-knife, rer and ter

Na fuck that, this guy’s wearing his share

Might come back, midnight, air in the [?]

Deal with the matter like Skibba

How’s he gonna feel when I’m shattering his liver?

Blud I feel for a man up in the river

Fourteen, holding my shank in the mirror

Like I dare anyone

Playground looking like a [?] anthem, where’s everyone?

I ain’t scared of you but I’m scared of your gun (I am)

Frightening, that’s when I got my ting

It was all calm before Stormzy, now it’s lightning

[J Hus:]

You’re not bad, I’m bad, ask Carlos

How they gonna harm us?

Came wearing a flat-cap, looking like somebody’s father

I brought the bad man here, I brought the bad man here

You’re a bad man how? Bad man where?

Apart from you, there’s bad man here

You’re not bad, I’m bad, ask Carlos

How they gonna harm us?

Came wearing a flat-cap, looking like somebody’s father

I brought the bad man here, I brought the bad man here

You’re a bad man how? Bad man where?

Apart from you, there’s bad man here