Stormzy Toxic Trait MP3 Download
Stormzy comes through with a new song titled “Toxic Trait” featuring Fredo and is right here for your fast download.
What’s my toxic trait
If I see a boy with the same kettle as me
Then I toss that thing in a safe
Won’t wear it again coz you made it bait
If your name aint Fred then you can’t relate
If your name aint Santan you aint my mate
If your name aint Stormz then you aint the (goat noise)
Just a pair of stars
Tell Gretta to ‘llow me
I know that my carbon footprints large
The Urus drinks, I still wear minks
We brought on weed, The PJ stinks
Be direct I don’t take hints
She’s keen but I aint convinced
I think Im stush
See me running up that hill
Im the black kate bush
The mandem don’t talk they woosh
I don’t jump on a tune and talk about (sound) and shush
Id rather make cigs and Kush
All of these fibs you push
Still gonna take these pics and smile
What I pay for the kitchen towel
Careful my bro that’s an AP astray
Mans gotta ash this split in style
Call me big Michael, Muhammed Ali
They were gassed up, now they’re running on E
I been outside since Summer ’03
Now my new girls got more money than me
What’s my toxic trait
If I see a boy with the same kettle as me
Then I toss that thing in a safe
Won’t wear it again coz you made it bait
If your name aint Fred then you can’t relate
If your name aint Santan you aint my mate
If your name aint Stormz then you aint the (goat noise)
Just a pair of stars
Tell Gretta to ‘llow me
I know that my carbon footprints large
The Urus drinks, I still wear minks
We brought on weed, The PJ stinks
Be direct I don’t take hints
She’s keen but I aint convinced
She wanna link up tell her not today
Coz im the block till late
Still got this guap to make
They got a lot to say but not pay
Were not the same on a hot estate
With a box of flake they know my toxic trait
Like the watches the kicks are rare
You can smell when the rich is near
No safely all on my browning
Told bro hold this bitch with care
She’s hanging around I know that you missed her
Shhh I know that you kissed her
Yh they call me family guy
Coz she let me fuck her so did her sister
Book a table in France
Tell the label won’t take an advance
Coz I make my my own clothes now
You can say that the label is ours
Nah don’t play with the dargs
We’ll aim at your heart and break it apart
Put the Urus in start and making it fart
That’s how we race in the Zart
Just a pair of stars
Watch and ring that’s a pair of cars
Nah she aint wearing bras
Coz them breasts sit where they are
You’re mad they paid to see me
Sending shots you came discreetly
Some rappers pay to be me
Got my watch and made it meedy
