Clash Lyrics - Dave | Stormzy

Jordan 4’s or Jordan 1’s, Rolexes, got more than one
My AP cost thirty-one, millimeters forty-one
Stick him up with a stick-stick, he drew the shorter one
You can’t short me one, in the club with the shortest one
Lighty, the shortest one, on my mind, Jorja one
Crocodile bag I bought her one, vegan ting, I slaughter one
Freaks, I got more than one, f**k, daddy and daughter one
Tory puttin’ in labour, this that Jeremy Corbyn one

Awkward one, raced me there, wait, here, tortoise one
I need a ting, thirty plus, Blackberry and Walkman 1s
Look I left my phone and my babies, silent mode
My guys on ridin’ mode, zombies, survival mode
Who’s got a new vest? Man, pop that shield, no microphone
I’ll ride for bro, he’s next to I, like typin’ O
The score, 5-0, 6-to-1, for the kicks I love
Twelve-fifty-four like 6-to-1
Babe, can’t look at my mentions, that’s Area 51
I’m so close to my pension, my left wrist is sixty-one
My left wrist retired
My apprentice tryna get Alan Sugar
There’s no way I can-

Jordan 4’s or Jordan 1’s, Rolexes, got more than one
My AP cost thirty-one, millimeters forty-one
Stick him up with a stick-stick, he drew the shorter one
You can’t short me one, in the club with the shortest one
Lighty, the shortest one, on my mind, Jorja one
Crocodile bag I bought a one, vegan ting, I slaughter one
Freaks, I got more than one, f**k, daddy and daughter one
Tory puttin’ in labour, this that Jeremy Corbyn one

Overrated one, most hated one
Slid ’round after his birthday, gave him a happy belated one
Burned that bridge, cremated one, ooh, ooh, bailiff one
Got away with murder, this that Viola Davis one
They stop and stare, watch rare, clear, stainless one

Debate this one, hatin’-ni**a gonna hate this one
I live life and hide my fly to Dubai with the guys
’Cause the weather’s been sh*t
I can wear a different kettle every day of the month from a different
Rollies, got twenty-one, I been lit since twenty-one
Girl, I need that gently one, that Savage and Fenty one
Dave’s got the new Aston Martin plug, could you send me one?
He said “No need to be rentin’ one”
Big Flex is inventin’ one, cold, cold
My bros don’t chat, we just wear all-black on a blend in one
Man are talkin’ war, don’t know ’bout war ’til you end in one
The machine got sweets, not the vending one
Needed a hit, could have penned him one, ’cause you’re pendin’ one
She wanna go to the cinema, so we just walk downstairs
The mortgage cleared, we’ve overtaken all our peers
After all these years, disrespect is all I hear
I’m Pep, I ball with flair
Off the set, they storm like, off the set, they storm like Piers
That’s what I call mornin’ tears
Them man are talkin’ there, but it’s cool ’cause

I got my tings on, I’m good anytime that I walked my hood
I got the Jordan 4’s and 6’s, all I need now is Jordyn Woods
Don’t get caught for pus, don’t die for nyash
We slide and crash, sixteen, don’t ride and clash
Sixteen, don’t battlerap
She got the wap and a wap, what are you thinkin’?
Mans on simpin’, I’ll buy her a car like a pair of

Jordan 4’s or Jordan 1’s, Rolexes, got more than one
My AP cost thirty-one, millimeters forty-one
Stick him up with a stick-stick, he drew the shorter one
You can’t short me one, in the club with the shortest one
Lighty, the shortest one, on my mind, Jorja one
Crocodile bag I bought her one, vegan ting, I slaughter one
Freaks, I got more than one, f**k, daddy and daughter one
Tory puttin’ in labour, this that Jeremy Corbyn one