Lyrics

Grah What? Henry Smalls! Like 3zzly, 2Edgy Lemme talk to 'em You know the vibes Man I love my bitch too much (I got a baddie) (she do what she do) (How you dissin' my deads) (Man what happened to--) (How you dissin' my--) (How you dissin' my deads) (Man what happened to--) (Yo AMU Henry Smalls is here!) (So shut the fuck up!) (We too edgy) (Get Edgy, Get Edgy) (Get Edgy Again) (Get Edgy, Get Edgy) (Get Edgy, Get Edgy) (Get Edgy, Get Edgy) (Get Edgy, Get Edgy) (Yeah) (MB) Like damn Brodie outside, You should know how we buggin' Throwin' up Makk, Ballin' in the function Niggas dissin' my deads, But they not doin' nothin' We send a shot, if he drop my Makk You ain't one of my bros nigga please don't lack You really an opp, better watch yo' back Cause you could get lined, hit with the strap I got a baddie, she do what she do How you dissin' my deads Man what happened to Buu If he droppin' my three, he a fool OYK, We lookin' for Kid Mu When I catch Mophead, I'ma clean his dreads Carlos, Carlos, that nigga fled Going for the white cheese, shit could get red Smokin' on Kedo, got put right to bed You a snitch, stop all the dissin' Thinkin' we cool, better stop with the kissin' Sewer Turner the one I'm dismissing What did he do when his mans went missin' Niggas switchin' up, just for some bitches I could never do that, cause bitches want bitches Blurry, I do not condone how you livin' I hope you understand I'm wishing I cannot trust no thot I be lookin' around, everybody shot Walk in the hallways, I see the opps Walk in the hallways, I be upping wock Derek, he better know my bop If you snitch on me, you going in a box I guess we not stayin' orthodox Mophead stupid, he better kick rocks Notti, Edot, Yellow, Dead Ldot, G-pop, U.E., Dead Ratty, Tidda, Crush Bands, Dead Huncho, Kedo, put right to bed Carlos, Landon, Derek, Shot Octo, Leo, EK, Shot Blodie, Dudey, Roscoe, Stomped Sweepers what? I came with a mop We from the Hill, at the top We throw up the threes You know how we rock R.I.P. Smelly For him we bend blocks That's a bet We smoke Mdot Fr-fr-fr-Free Lil Tjay I gotta do what I do, No delay Got a bad bitch in my crib, Play Nintendo Insert nunchuck You know how Wii Play I got a, I got a baddie, she doing me badly Everything dead, Bro got Nina and Sally Niggas wanna beef Roll 'em like we at the ally, let's run the tally We over all these niggas, check the score You got something to say, look out for the door We catch Carlos outside, beat him with an oar JJ pass me the scalpel, let's stitch up the sore Landon, Carlos, Derek Them niggas gay, always on dick Leo got beat, can't ever go to the stu Ayo Carlos you really a snitch I heard that Leo got bopped Meanwhile his girl was eating up pussy I already tried to make a move on her But she don't feel niggas that's better then rookies (I got a baddie, She do what she do) (How you dissin' my) (How you dissin' my deads) (Man what happened to) Okay, Okay Okay Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop Bop, Bop, Bop, Bop Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk Twerk, Twerk, Twerk, Twerk Now shake, shake, shake Shake, shake, shake it up Shake, shake, shake Shake, shake, shake it up Shake, shake, shake Shake, shake, shake it up Shake, shake, shake Shake, shake, shake it up Edgy Bop, Edgy Bop Edgy Bop, bop, bop, damn Bop, damn, bop, damn Bop, bop, bop, bop Dip, dip Dip, dip Dip, dip Dip, dip Bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce (Na na na na) (Get edgy) (Get edgy) (Like, free the guys) (Threes up) (3zzly)
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