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[Verse] 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 Merky