Chords with lyrics
Chorus:
A minorAm
You're getting way too big for your boots
B minorBm
You're never too big for the boot
A minorAm
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
B minorBm
Your face ain't big for my boot
A minorAm
Kick up the yout
B minorBm
Man know that I kick up the yout
A minorAm
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
B minorBm
How dare you twist up the truth, look
A minorAm
You're getting way too big for your boots
A minorAm
You're never too big for the boot
A minorAm
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
B minorBm
Your face ain't big for my boot
A minorAm
Kick up the yout
A minorAm
Man know that I kick up the yout
A minorAm
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
B minorBm
How dare you twist up the truth
Verse 1:
A minorAm
Wanna come round here like a badboy? Do it
A minorAm
Bun all the talking, go on then, do it
A minorAm
Running through the party, bottle of BACARDÍ
B minorBm
Bro's in my ear saying "Stormz, don't do it"
A minorAm
Devil on my shoulder, I don't lack
A minorAm
Hit 'em with a crowbar, I don't scrap
A minorAm
Even when I'm sober, I'm so gassed
B minorBm
Say you ride but there's no car and no mash (what you talking 'bout?)
A minorAm
Clown, stand down
B minorBm
Never had a MAC-10 or a trey pound
A minorAm
You were never bad then, you ain't bad now
B minorBm
Never had the MAC then, little nigga, back down
A minorAm
Wait, I saw bare kicks, saw bare clothes
B minorBm
Said fuck that, I can't wear those
A minorAm
I don't like them, they're not my ting
B minorBm
They went silent, they're all weirdos
A minorAm
Like yeah, Stormz gone clear
A minorAm
Never had a Tom Ford or a Moncler
A minorAm
Mandem are calm, but you see my don there?
B minorBm
Fuckeries, tell 'em don't do it, don't dare
A minorAm
Don't care who you know from my block
A minorAm
You're not Al Capone, you'll get boxed
A minorAm
They can take my car and my creps
B minorBm
I'll still do the road in my socks
A minorAm
Like who's gonna stop me? You? Him?
A minorAm
Weed in a cigarette, blue slims
A minorAm
Don't be an idiot, move smart
B minorBm
I've been killing it, new king
A minorAm
Niggas ain't ready for my new stuff
A minorAm
You're a prick by yourself, go and group up
A minorAm
And when Krept went States for the BETs
B minorBm
I was covering Krept like a bootcut
A minorAm
Ith mad, that's a family ting, straight family ting
A minorAm
Dem man are broke, no salary ting
A minorAm
Had a peng ting called Amy
B minorBm
Telling me to come round hers on a Valerie ting
A minorAm
Merky Academy ting
A minorAm
Coming like art in a gallery ting
A minorAm
Dem boy dere wanna chat about bars
B minorBm
Wanna chat about crud but, but, but
Chorus:
A minorAm
You're getting way too big for your boots
B minorBm
You're never too big for the boot
A minorAm
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
B minorBm
Your face ain't big for my boot
A minorAm
Kick up the yout
B minorBm
Man know that I kick up the yout
A minorAm
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
B minorBm
How dare you twist up the truth, look
A minorAm
You're getting way too big for your boots
A minorAm
You're never too big for the boot
A minorAm
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
B minorBm
Your face ain't big for my boot
A minorAm
Kick up the yout
A minorAm
Man know that I kick up the yout
A minorAm
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
B minorBm
How dare you twist up the truth
Verse 2:
A minorAm
I'm too hot
B minorBm
Drug money in my shoebox
A minorAm
I'm the man of the house and my shows sold out
B minorBm
Like the brudda from the Boondocks
A minorAm
Beats 1 in my boombox
B minorBm
Still steal meat from the stew pot
A minorAm
Mandem go sick when my tune drops
B minorBm
Little man, that's a Hublot, not a Hublot
A minorAm
What? Pronounce it right, you prick
B minorBm
I go mad, yeah, I'm down to die for this
A minorAm
I don't care, bro, I'm down to pipe your chick
B minorBm
Mad stressed so I'm bound to light my spliffs
A minorAm
Wait, I'm bound to ride for Flipz
B minorBm
Real Gs gonna ride around to this
A minorAm
Man, I've got no time to write a diss
B minorBm
I never left my 9 to 5 for this Wasteman ting
A minorAm
I don't care what rave man's in
B minorBm
I came here to relax but if it gets mad
A minorAm
Mek a young boy take man's tings
B minorBm
Try tell me I'm way too big to rebel?
A minorAm
Nah, man, you're never too big to rebel
B minorBm
I was in the O2 singing my lungs out
A minorAm B minorBm
Rudeboy, you're never too big for Adele
A minorAm
Leave my yard, blow a kiss to my girl
B minorBm
Salute to my sister as well
A minorAm
Gotta keep trophies down at my mum's bit
B minorBm
Man, I'm getting way too big for my shelf
A minorAm
Man, I see bare MCs wanna sideline
B minorBm
But I still got a couple bangers in the pipeline
A minorAm
Man, I've got grown men @ing me bullshit
B minorBm
You're getting way too old for the timeline
A minorAm
You're getting way too old for a diss
B minorBm
Should've looked after your kids
A minorAm
Get out the booth, go home to your son
B minorBm
It's never too late to commit
A minorAm
It's like man love put my name in a bar
B minorBm
Random flight, get a plane to Qatar
A minorAm
This year, I learnt how to take care of business
B minorBm
Next year, I'll learn how to play the guitar
Chorus:
A minorAm
You're getting way too big for your boots
B minorBm
You're never too big for the boot
A minorAm
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
B minorBm
Your face ain't big for my boot
A minorAm
Kick up the yout
B minorBm
Man know that I kick up the yout
A minorAm
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
B minorBm
How dare you twist up the truth, look
A minorAm
You're getting way too big for your boots
A minorAm
You're never too big for the boot
A minorAm
I've got the big size twelves on my feet
B minorBm
Your face ain't big for my boot
A minorAm
Kick up the yout
A minorAm
Man know that I kick up the yout
A minorAm
Dem boy dere tried twist up the truth
B minorBm