Jay Humble - Go Figga lyrics

[Intro] Testing, testing, 1, 2, 3, we live? (Yeah, yeah) This is for all those people who said grime was gonna fail, hahahaha (And it goes like this, yo, man get k**ed by the London posse #MERKY2017) [Verse 1: Sask**a] Thank-thank God that I woke up healthy 'Cause a don could've died in my sleep But anyway, I'ma grind 'til I'm wealthy Nothing ain't promised in the world, man it's peak Like the mount of Kilimanjaro Know that I'm sharp, know that I'm hard, know that I'm cold Know that you're never gonna see man with a gas pipe, [?] Know that I clocked this game, know that I co*ked his face Next time I see him on stage at Eskimo Dance, I'ma reload him and his mates But anyway f** that, ain't tryna sound violent Young, black, British with a knack for them sirens Them [?] got stopped in a Vectra Now I'm in the States and I'm known like Skepta n***a [Hook: Stormzy] Go figga Go figga Go figga, I see bare f**boys, no k**ers Go figga Go-go figga Go figga, mans think that they're big, I'm bigger [Verse 2: Sask**a] I told Wiley wait on the album I'm gonna shut down grime for the year All these dons with their dibby-dibby songs I really [?] think their career Did a couple features with a couple of the mandem, yeah 1.5 there was spare I was in the sticks tryna help with your gap between U.K. grime and American rap One-one-forty BPM strapped to my back In the strip club with a stack and a yat Man was in studio teaching them one line flows, our slang and a whole load of crap They're like 'Sas, the grime sh** crazy The way that you skip on the beat, it amaze me' I'm like 'Cool fam, man say nothing big Grime when it weren't cool, man say something so n***a' [Hook: Stormzy] Go figga Go figga Go figga, I see bare f**boys, no k**ers Go figga Go-go figga Go figga, mans think that they're big, I'm bigger [Verse 3: Sask**a] Nu Brand Flexx in this b**h Nu Brand Flexx in this b**h Man have got the pain in my veins so even on my d**hbed, know that I'm repping this sh** 'til I'm buried in sh** Got your wifey up in my crib No hands, straight spit while she's s**ing my dick Send her home full of cum, make you s** on her clit Give a lot of wasteman put a ring on that b**h Boom, back to the matter at hand Who thinks they're badder than man when I'm stacking them grands I was in Napa and 'Dam way before likes on the 'Gram I was the man, forty man rolling with man And that's the fans, not the gang The [?], tell me now what is the plan? South on this, I don't give a damn [Hook: Stormzy][x2] Go figga Go figga Go figga, I see bare f**boys, no k**ers Go figga Go-go figga Go figga, mans think that they're big, I'm bigger