Pop Boy (feat. Aitch)

Yeah And it's like Yo Your boy's too hot, put a fan on I am never under pressure, man, it's pressure that I stand on I'm not the bruddah you can go and put your hand on I'm just cooking up some flavour then I mix it like I'm Alan A bit of strength and a little bit of core Cah they had my little brother drenched, dripping in Dior Long time I was kipping on the floor Me and Twin B, we the new Jigga and Dior Flex on 'em, they talking my name then backslide I ain't even spitting no more, I rap glide Pree you tryna jump on my boat, it capsize Coming like I'm one of the GOATs, I'm that nice So it's old flows, new flows, goals go, do blows Now I'm on the road doing shows for some euros Asking how I done it, man, I did it by the grace Hashtag Merky, that's a pillar of my faith Old nightmare, coming for the crown, man I'm coming there Hi there, welcome to my town, yeah, I run it here Been the top boy for a couple summers here And I'm popping like the Kente that my mama wears, yeah So quit running out your mouth Real bloody niggas coming out the South So no, I am not the one, man, I just drop for fun Still got a lot to come, 'fraid you forgot the drums, wait Ay, in my city I'm the top boy And I didn't even have to be in Top Boy If you're asking what I done then it's a lot, boy You rap meeks make me wanna be a pop boy Ay, in my city I'm the top boy Mummy always told me give 'em what you got, boy On a mission so they wishing that I flop, boy But I'll never stop popping, I'm the pop boy Yeah, yeah, your boy's too cold, put the heat on I ain't ever under pressure, man, it's pressure that I feed on Money movements and shellers, that what my team on I got techers, you know it's getting peppered if it's got me on Stunting for the 'Gram, I don't risk it for a like Take a second, fam, and have a think about your life Stop moving so fast, you gotta chill and take your time You ain't thought about it right if you don't think about it twice What boy's chatting to me like a top boy? Bro, I pop bottles and bitches, I never pop toys Manny way, couple block boys and some hot boys Stood up on the block, boy, finna drop the top, boy You hate me and ain't a fan of you Seen what I done in a year, imagine two? Young Aitch, I'm going clear and coming through Quick to switch place, upping a gear and bun a zute like Flex on 'em, bust a little move for the boomerang Everybody's sitting and watching me while I do my dance Trust me this ain't nothing new to gang Make it by the load, don't have a clue how much juice I drank Grab a bag when I stack, not a rack Rack a track, want a plaque, not a whack Bag of gash tryna chat but it's cap Get me mad, you ain't bad, man, it's sad Ay, in my city I'm the top boy And I didn't even have to be in Top Boy If you're asking what I done then it's a lot, boy You rap meeks make me wanna be a pop boy Ay, in my city I'm the top boy Mummy always told me give 'em what you got, boy On a mission so they wishing that I flop, boy But I'll never stop popping, I'm the pop boy