Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Handsome, artist - Stormzy. Date of issue: 12.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Handsome |
| Hey, yo it’s Heavy Poppa AKA Heavy Duty |
| Don’t hide the beauty |
| Representing Kanka always |
| Top militarian, the Jamba boys |
| The goal is to touch your soul |
| Everywhere I go I make it warm |
| I’ll never inform but I’m fully on form |
| I’ll bring the fire, Stormzy bring the storm |
| Yeah, flavour |
| Flavour |
| First things first, I’m a real G |
| How’s a tweet on Twitter gonna kill me? |
| If I ain’t the GOAT then I will be |
| They know this so they 7-figure deal me |
| Oh, do you feel me? |
| Facts, what I’m still on |
| And I still got racks, I’m a real don |
| And we used to bang your shit |
| Now you’re album, it’s just something that we built on |
| I look around and there ain’t no love now |
| Scream, «Fuck them all», I’m on crud now |
| Wanna call me bro like we’re blood now |
| Want to cap only it’s all mud now |
| Like, I still start on a brudder while you’re there with your bros |
| All the big boys sat and make you tear for your clothes |
| See the fear in your eyes, man are scared of the flows |
| Still man of the year, five years in a row, I |
| Still don’t do police |
| Cah they act like they care when they do the least and |
| Every time I drop a new release |
| Gyallie pull up to my door like I’m Uber Eats, I flex |
| I let fool boy do the deets when on tour and I do the streets |
| It’s all calm till you’re caught on the rope with your stupid tweets |
| And then you act like you’re new to beef, I thought I told you I’m |
| Young, black, fly and handsome |
| Bun down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson |
| Young, black, fly and handsome |
| Bun down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson |
| Young, black, fly and handsome |
| Bun down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson |
| Young, black, fly and handsome |
| Bun down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson |
| It’s like I’m young, black, fly and handsome |
| Bun down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson |
| Peng tings wanna hold me at random |
| I go booth and make an anthem |
| I just drop the heat and do tour |
| From Amsterdam to New York |
| You won’t bust a gun, you a dork |
| Go suck ya mum through a straw |
| Aight, calm down, don’t get defensive |
| Oh this flow is so expensive |
| I can’t let you nigga’s rate this |
| They shall try and reinvent this |
| They shall try and they will fail |
| All my Gs, they buy and sell |
| Rudeboy, I should be in jail |
| For all these riddims that I pushed on my clientele |
| Alright look, I’m young, black, fly and cool |
| Think that’s howI got by in school |
| Man get booked, start buying jewels |
| Them man get shook, start buying tools |
| Ah man, you bunch of lying fools |
| Rudeboy, diss me if you dare |
| Then she whispered in my ear, said |
| «Gunshot Mike, we’ve missed you bare» |
| It’s like I’m |
| Young, black, fly and handsome |
| Bun down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson |
| Young, black, fly and handsome |
| Bun down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson |
| Young, black, fly and handsome |
| Bun down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson |
| Young, black, fly and handsome |
| Bun down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson |