Not That Deep [Section Remix] Lyrics By Stormzy

• Artist Stormzy
• Featured Deepee, Swift, Sleeks, Inch, Littlez, Reeko, K9
• Title Not That Deep [Section Remix]
• Album Not That Deep – EP

Yo
Man wanna talk like they're down for the war
That's not war, that's not beef
That yute said he was a Section boy
But that's not Litz, that's not Sleeks
That's not Swift and that's not Inch and
That's not K9, that's not Reeks
Man said he's been on it from time and I
Looked at him like, "That's not Deeps"
Boom, man a put Max on beat
Corn on cobs, wraps on cheese
Walked in the shop, got racks, not deets
Hoodie got gog's like that's not Deeps
I'm good with the box, man a put packs on streets
I been givin' shots, man a say thanks, just leave
I bully your squad, I don't take crap from neeks
They fully forgot man are not bad, they're breeds
They fully forgot man are not one of them creeps
Manaman talk, not one of them speak, they're weak
Manaman grind and eat
They're not grime, they hide then flee
Man no cry, man ride man's greaze
If I pull up outside, man hide, just peek
If a **** bust high, slugs fly like bees
Fill a **** up right wit' fries, cause beef
They used to think that I'm weird, now they think that I'm harder
Plus my friend got a beard, and he's lookin' Osama
Somebody get a chair, I can't stand informers
What you doing round there? Them man are just barbers
Gyal gimme that hm-hmm, I make her say, "Uh-huh"
She done gimme the punana, now tell your friends 'bout banana
(Peng, peng, peng)
Dem man hate much, don't hate on my brudda
Saw them, they weren't sayin' much
What you sayin', they didn't say nada?
It's not that deep, see me in the street
Bare eight balls 'cause I broke down the key
Hype with me, eight man stuffed in a Jeep
And we're comin' down this eve
Touch my weed, actin' like you don't know
**** just asked for P's, cuttin' through Heath
That **** owes me P's, chased him till he got weak
****, it's peak, man can't phone me again
Delete my number, I told him again
Gyal with the big back phonin' again
Wanna FaceTime and show me her breasts
I just do my job, get my prof'
****, stop watchin' me
Talkin' that I got boxed, shut your gob
Nah, that's not Sleeks
What'd you mean it's not that deep?
Man talk light, get boxed in the cheek
Peak, wrote these bars last week
Dem man are mooks, that can never be we
See, caught him on the road with the O's
Dem man move so shook, never gave a look
Likkle man tried to pipe up
Gave him a right-hand hook
Talk about mook, nah, I never been a mook
Always been a crook, never been shook
Thank God for the trips I took
I shout codes for the whips we took
Gyal a wanna kiss this foot
I've got a little gypsy thot
And she gives head like Pixie does
Then she gone like pixie dust
Man wanna talk like they're down for the war
That's not war, that's not beef
That yute said he was a Section boy
But that's not Litz, that's not Sleeks
That's not Swift and that's not Inch and
That's not K9, that's not Reeks
Man said he's been on it from time and I
Looked at him like, "That's not Deeps"
See me in the streets, I be doin' road with my bros
Floodin' up the streets with the O's
Tryna get P's, man, I know, **** that squeeze
My bruddas keep it short
Talkin' 'bout Litz, man, I come swift on the beat
Ask Deeps, can't mess with the flow
See her in the rave, got no P's in her purse
Look like she got a dry throat (Dusty)
Stormz made dark skin sexy again
Now my light skin ting wanna text me again
It's not that deep, they can't compare to the depths
Section, we the best in the ends
I heard it's your gyal, but she left with my friends
She came on a bus, but she left in a Benz
No, I don't care where you're from
Bun your rep, you can still get hit with the skeng
Man are just talkin' loads
Bro, we're talkin' code
They say we just rap, I don't know
These times, they don't look on road
Wrapped in cling
And my feet like Fred Flintstone
They drinkin' J.D.
My **** smokin' dope (Trust)
Box him in J.D.
He was lookin' at bro
Uck with the tongue ring
Got me feelin' all grown
Ring, ring, ring, ring
Shoulda silenced ringtone
Hard food like dumpin'
Feedin' cats on my own (Trust)
It's not that deep, like Joker, why so serious?
We've been goin' in for a while, now they wanna hear us
Man, these **** hilarious like a stand up
I'm only gonna sit down when my bands up
From now I'ma run till my stamina runs out
Cuh I'm up in for run up
Lil' **** with them guns up
Bare Z's in the house, but I ain't goin' sleep now
I'm in the streets tryna read now
Then mummy kicked me out
Me and B rollin' through your ends, watch me skid round
Get the youngers smoked, still won't put the blades down
I ain't puttin' this gauge down
Section in the place, everybody on the wave now
Yo, man wanna talk like they're down for the war
That's not war, that's not beef
That yute said he was a Section boy
But that's not Litz, that's not Sleeks
That's not Swift and that's not Inch and
That's not K9, that's not Reeks
Man said he's been on it from time and I
Looked at him like, "That's not Deeps, wait"