Johnny Storm

[Hook: Kyze] I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm I'm all she desires like I'm Johnny Storm She knows what I'm fantastic for Everyting lit, I'm the human torch I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm I'm all she desires like I'm Johnny Storm She knows what I'm fantastic for Everyting lit, I'm the human torch [Verse 1: Aye Garde] They listen when I talk Sentences are sick like it went shit in court (fuck the judge) Man I've got shit to sort (hustle hard) Mr. Sell That Shit You Snort (rare) Kyzer, I've got sicker thoughts I could kill them different, I'm the slicker sort This boy's in the hood when I lift the torch Tell your boy don't walk the way that Ricky walked I like the four long and the shotty short (buss it) Better leave your crippled, nigga, on the porch (budge him) It's a must, I dodge a stalk I'm just busting dust, that's what papa taught Call me Papa Bear, a buccaneer 'Cause I'll buck it, yeah, I don't fucking care Man, these big shells are proper rare Make the sun say "It's getting hot in here" [Hook: Kyze] I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm I'm all she desires like I'm Johnny Storm She knows what I'm fantastic for Everyting lit, I'm the human torch I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm I'm all she desires like I'm Johnny Storm She knows what I'm fantastic for Everyting lit, I'm the human torch [Verse 2: Giggs] Yeah, nigga got it patterned, this the sickest pattern This that Floyd Mayweather Junior vs. Ricky Hatton Fuck them boy there with the rumours, we'll just swing and bat 'em We'll just ring the MAC at niggas, we'll just swing and nap 'em We'll just fling the stack at niggas, fuck it, bring it, stack 'em Fuck you talking swagger, nigga's bringing fashion I've got gully fucking shooters and them niggas stacking I just threw my bro a fifty, man, them niggas mashing Peckham man swamp, Peckham man swamp If a man step, Peckham man stomp When man eat food, Peckham man chomp Make a gyal sing Peckham man song Man just drive by like a lorry And I'm on fire like I'm Johnny And I've got power like I'm Tommy Man's just held high like a brolly This that urgent reason, nigga, this that burning freezing This that burger squeezing, nigga, this that murder season This that percolating pussy after early teasing Pricks impersonating Hollowman and hurting feelings [Hook: Kyze] I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm I'm all she desires like I'm Johnny Storm She knows what I'm fantastic for Everyting lit, I'm the human torch I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm I'm all she desires like I'm Johnny Storm She knows what I'm fantastic for Everyting lit, I'm the human torch [Verse 3: Kyze] All these spitters fraud, fuck the shit they talk They lay their verses in the booth, I lay it in the morgue 'Cause once they hit record, you know it's a corpse Help them with that five a day cuh I give them corn Bodybag, I don't wanna brag, let these bitches talk Bobby cats in the dodgy flats, tryna shift it all Donny's mad 'cause the bunny slags on my dick and balls Jolly glad cuh my hotty bad, make them hit the horn I'm too much sauce, they call me Johnny Storm nuh Gyal greet with arms out like a bodywarmer Fire pon informer, love my day ones That leave a human torched if they put the flame on All you do is talk, you can't do the walk You got Judas thoughts, you ain't true at all Tryna scoop a pass, hit a few resorts Your wife said I'm smooth, of course, she'll leave you divorced 'cause I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm