Kyze, Aye Garde, Giggs - Johnny Storm lyrics

I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm
I'm all she desires like I'm Johnny Storm
She knows what I'm fantastic for
Everyting lit, I'm the human torch
I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm
I'm all she desires like I'm Johnny Storm
She knows what I'm fantastic for
Everyting lit, I'm the human torch

They listen when I talk
Sentences are sick like it went shit in court
(fuck the judge)
Man I've got shit to sort (hustle hard)
Mr sell That Shit You Snort (rare)
Kyzer, I've got sicker thoughts
I could kill them different
I'm the slicker sort
This boy's in the hood when I lift the torch
Tell your boy don't walk the
Way that Ricky walked
I like the four long and the shotty short
(buss it) better leave your crippled, nigga
On the porch (budge him)
It's a must, I dodge a stalk
I'm just busting dust
That's what papa taught
Call me Papa Bear, a buccaneer
'Cause, I'll buck it, yeah
I don't fucking care
Man, these big shells are proper rare
Make the sun say "It's getting hot in here"
I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm
I'm all she desires like I'm Johnny Storm
She knows what I'm fantastic for
Everyting lit, I'm the human torch
I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm
I'm all she desires like I'm Johnny Storm
She knows what I'm fantastic for
Everyting lit, I'm the human torch

Yeah, nigga got it patterned
This the sickest pattern
This that Floyd Mayweather Junior
Vs ricky Hatton
Fuck them boy there with the rumours
We'll just swing and bat 'em
We'll just ring the MAC at niggas
We'll just swing and nap 'em
We'll just fling the stack at
Niggas, fuck it, bring it, stack 'em
Fuck you talking swagger
Nigga's bringing fashion
I've got gully fucking shooters
And them niggas stacking
I just threw my bro a fifty, man
Them niggas mashing
Peckham man swamp, Peckham man swamp
If a man step, Peckham man stomp
When man eat food, Peckham man chomp
Make a gyal sing Peckham man song
Man just drive by like a lorry
And I'm on fire like I'm Johnny
And I've got power like I'm Tommy
Man's just held high like a brolly
This that urgent reason, nigga
This that burning freezing
This that burger squeezing, nigga
This that murder season
This that percolating pussy
After early teasing
Pricks impersonating Hollowman and
Hurting feelings

I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm
I'm all she desires like I'm Johnny Storm
She knows what I'm fantastic for
Everyting lit, I'm the human torch
I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm
I'm all she desires like I'm Johnny Storm
She knows what I'm fantastic for
Everyting lit, I'm the human torch

All these spitters fraud
Fuck the shit they talk
They lay their verses in the booth
I lay it in the morgue
'Cause once they hit record
You know it's a corpse
Help them with that five a day
Cuh I give them corn
Bodybag, I don't wanna brag
Let these bitches talk
Bobby cats in the dodgy flats
Tryna shift it all
Donny's mad 'cause the bunny slags
On my dick and balls
Jolly glad cuh my hotty bad
Make them hit the horn i'm too much sauce
They call me Johnny Storm nuh
Gyal greet with arms out like a bodywarmer
Fire pon informer, love my day ones
That leave a human torched if
They put the flame on
All you do is talk, you can't do the walk
You got Judas thoughts, you ain't true at all
Tryna scoop a pass, hit a few resorts
Your wife said I'm smooth, of course
She'll leave you divorced 'cause
I'm on fire like I'm Johnny Storm