Mel Made Me Do It (Explicit)

Jheeze ayy hahaha
Ayy mummy
I'm claiming it man
Claim it Amen
I'm claiming it
Claim it haha
I said I'm not going econ-um economy
Yeah right why
Stormzy is my son
Brap
I've been the G O A T for so long I guess it's not excitin' when I win
Boo-hoo someone grab the violins
Every time I try a ting top bins like Haile when he sings
So of course they don't like me I'm the king
Aight tell me why oh why would I reply to him
I leave them hanging like Kyrie on the rim hmm
Where do I begin
I wear the 5990 in the gym
I got a thing for shiny little things
What can I say
I'm like a young black Biden with a trim
Woo
Presidential when I'm ridin' in the Bimz
Takin' pictures with my cameraman I'm shinin' in my skin
For eight-figures I'm Aubameyang I go and sign the ting
Aight I never wonder 'bout who I coulda been cah I am it
Rose gold frosted or ceramic
Told bro spin it so he spun it
We are not the same big Mike's from a whole different-
Top bins what a set piece fling it in the net
Coulda Jet Li kick him 'til he bled
And I'm rent free livin' in their head
What's that quote
Ooh kill 'em with success
Talkin' smoke please give it all a-
Still drippin' in finesse
Godd**n
Man I got figures and flows I'm a different kind of F
Got a Lambo and a Rolls that's a different kind of cheque
And I said I was the G O A T they didn't listen when I-
Aight any time I do a big fletch just ignore me
N***as wanna hear my side of the story
N***as wanna hear a n***a chat like it's Maury
F**k that you n***as better bask in my glory
They call me to slide through the store cah I'm so patterned
To be fair we don't go Hatton
We don't tell lies
I think the kids call it no cappin'
The boys rough but the flows satin
I J Hus'tle and I'm MoStack'ing they wanna catch me on the roads lackin'
You better pray that it don't happen
N***as
And I don't sell d**gs still I'm d**e rappin'
Have your ho chattin' Stiff Chocolate with a book
To be fair I don't feel Twitter
Gettin told I'm not a real spitter by some broke-arse bill splitter
Listen n***a you got bigger fish to fry like
If I ever see your girlfriend in Dubai oh lord
Party on the boat she's onboard and the Birkin is a bag you can't afford
And she'd like one
Do the maths you ain't the right one
It's alright son we send her back before the night's done
I wrote one light one eight-out-of-ten
She's my aight one think of a hit then I write one
On when I sight one
This my this my Ghanaian flow it's a tight one
Uh-huh
If she pretty then I'll put her on a flight
I'll put her on a jet if her p***y wait-
Look my nephews are listenin' my chef should be Michelin
There's guests in my kitchen and my left wrist is glistenin'
My tunes gettin' played from a set to a christening
They're pissed on the net 'cause I said I ain't listenin'
Real n***as know it's all positionin'
Real n***as know I'm not the victim
Alright I am I'll take the L they hype the 'Gram
They tell their jokes to spite the man
I feed my folks they bite my hand
I do the most I'll fly to Cannes to watch a film then bye alright
Headline Reading and Leeds like it's easy
Funny when they talk about the game cah it needs me
N***as wanna hear me n***a spill it all to Zeze
F**k that you n***as didn't know that I'm greazy
It's easy man talk f**k until they see me
Believe me all you n***as give me
Heebie-jeebies
Word to Lauryn I will die on this hill
You little n***a's two figures shy of my deal
Someone slide me the bill
Okay I got it
What my eyes don't see the Messiah reveals
If it all goes left give Josiah my will
'Cah I guess I'm just a brudda that they're dying to kill ah
Woo
Your boys mad dark still I shine like a grill
Yeah I'm healthy and I'm blessed but I rhyme like I'm ill
Line bagger holding down the line like Kalil
Ooh ooh ooh
I live a life that they try to fulfil
So they hate on my name but admire my skill
And before I touch stage gotta wire my mil ah
My n***as do drill that was prior to drill
If you see me with my dragons lookin' fly in the field
Know Khaleesi couldn't fathom all the fire I spill nah
You old washed n***as should retire for real
There's a time you should move and a time to be still
There's a time to destroy and a time to rebuild
But all I see is washed up godfathers and washed up podcasters
I own all my masters I ain't got masters
I throw a party on a yacht and wear my Yacht Master
They think I just chart top but I'm the top charter
Gaffer like I'm Scott Parker
From when the mandem used to rock parka's
I am Nasty but I'm not Marcus
Genius I could of clocked Harvard
My n***as slide but they are not dancers
Dead rappers wanna swap charges
Nah I mean they wanna swap stances
Nah I mean they wanna trade places
Get to scrappin' like I ain't famous
Have you dashin' like you're Dwain Chambers
Follow fashion man you fake greatness
To make a classic yeah it takes ages
But I still do it like my mate David
Nah I mean like my bro Dave
Me and MIST that's a close shave
They fear this but they won't say I'm the nearest on a cold day
They love to talk about the old days
Them man are old like Annie are you okay
I prefer not to speak like I'm Jose
I prefer really not to uhm not to speak
If I speak I am in in big trouble
Wooo
This is what I meant when I said what I said
I got whips in my drive pretty women in my bed
My accolades are bigger than my head
Stylo told me Kill 'em 'til they're dead
They killy dem ah carry one inna di head
Don Dada kick off face with Bank Robber
If it's a ting then I'll just pattern it like Trev ayy
Man I've got 'tec's like I'm Kylian punch like I'm Dillian
Walk in the gym and I bump into William
The S on my chest yeah that stands for Success
But the M on my hairline stands for my millions
Ah I got a brilliant car
I got a brilliant team they wanna bring up my past
Because I'm living my dream
What we achieved ain't a shock cah we knew it
We just step real clean and say Mel made me do it ow
Ask Mel now there's not enough space in my wardrobe
Benjart fitted on my waist and my torso
N***as keep on thinkin' I'm a chief oh you thought so
Chatty patty n***as man you n***as need a talk show
I've never seen real dons turn Loose Women
Sleep real good fresh sheets new linen
If we ever played a game called Guess who's winning
And you open up the door I'll be in the room chillin'
Message
There will never be a time when me and you's twinnin'
Why
Different status my chicks the baddest
You know the bag Chanel the trips to Paris
And if your boys a king the bits a palace
Okay three O2's that I sell-out man I'm such a sellout
Might f**k around and bring Adele out
Me and flipz don't talk like we fell out
Ah get the hell out all the f**k I gotta spell out
Please A-L-L-O-W me
Every time I double plaque they gotta double my P
I was double-spread Mike now I cover I-D
Wouldn't cover for you dickheads if you covered my-
Ah I knew they wouldn't like it if I blow
I got all you n***as rattled but you hide it on the low
I'm from the city where they're ridin' with a pole
And now my nephews can't believe that Spider-Man's my bro
Shout Tom that's my guy on top 'til we die
Yeah I skipped through the world hop-scotch to Dubai
There's a lot to divide but my God will provide
Couldn't get to where I'm going if you hopped in my-
I got TJ tellin' me we're done
Said I thought I got an hour left
Ah man my enemies are out of breath
I pray then I fast then I counter press
Spent a week in the sticks but tonight I'm at my South address
Ah you know how it gets
Holy Spirit that's just how I'm blessed
Ayy twenty bags for my showerhead a n***as gotta shower fresh
You little boys are out your depth
You know I got Ashville on the yard and Yianni on the wrap
I mean I'm Yianni on the rap
I'm the best at what I do they think I'm braggin' on a track
But I'm flexin' cah it's true and if you went and ran it back
You'd know I left you with the truth
'Cause the cars don't make you this lit
The money don't make you this good
The plaques don't make you this cold
Give a f**k what my f**k sold
A bust a rhyme when I'm in flip mode you pricks know
The boy's just way too nice so you always see my music on the shelf
I've been on the G O A T for so long that they never hype a n***as up
So I guess I gotta do it to myself boy