Aggy Wid It

Yo, yeah
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 Get-get mad, get aggy wid it
 I'm a bully to the beat, I'm a daddy wid it
 I hold her so tight when I'm doing my ting, she told her friends I'm a baddy wid it
 Uh, don't bother wid it
 I'm a double champion, I'm Conor init
 Give me the beat, give me the mic, I swear down you already know I'm bodying it
 Uh, way too mucky wid it
 If it's not dank, I'm not fucking wid it
 If she's not gang, I'm not woodying it
 Them man are jokers, they're funny with it
 Uh, he keeps copying it
 Down to the way I dress, he's copying it
 Down to the way I do my ting on Instagram, I checked his and he's copying it
 Uh, too calm wid it
 Them man are Sports Direct, I'm Harvey Nichs
 His new CD's so dry that I hope that he hands out some lip balm wid it
 Yeah, too raw wid it
 So hard, I'll snap man's jaw wid it
 You're not a serious guy, you're a doughnut, you're gonna make man snap in a minute
 If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
 Get mad, get aggy wid it
 Get mad, get aggy wid it
 You're gonna make man snap in a minute
 If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
 Get mad, get aggy wid it
 Get mad, get aggy wid it
 You're gonna make man snap-snap-snap
 MC's struggling 'cause they smoke too much weed when they chill with the bros
 I don't wanna be like them, are you mad? When they see me it's like seeing a ghost
 Speaking of ghosts, she died her hair blonde and thinks she's Marilyn Monroe
 She wears too much makeup and it's gross
 Plus she smokes, it's a joke
 MC's struggling on the low
 Telling us things that we already know
 Drilla, drilla, drilla gang
 Drilla, drilla, make it bang
 Drill it, bill it, flip it, light it
 Whip it, whip it, whip it, wipe it
 You know crap, you're chatting crap
 I look back, I've overlapped
 I don't have to trap and be an MC
 You're not proper if you've gotta do both
 Yeah I miss bagging, bagging, bagging up
 But I make way too much money from shows
 If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
 Get mad, get aggy wid it
 Get mad, get aggy wid it
 You're gonna make man snap in a minute
 If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
 Get mad, get aggy wid it
 Get mad, get aggy wid it
 You're gonna make man snap-snap-snap
 This one's a straight up wobbler
 This one's aggy like Pogba
 It's like I warn bankers when it comes out of the speakers, it might rock ya
 Uh, this one's dangerous
 This one's killing off haters
 This one's wiping out any MC in a five-hundred mile radius
 Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream
 And if you don't want holes in your boat, don't come anywhere near me
 Oh no, no you don't, not in your wildest dreams
 I'll release the hounds on man in the night and listen to the barks and screams
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 Man know the season
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 If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
 Get mad, get aggy wid it
 Get mad, get aggy wid it
 You're gonna make man snap in a minute
 If I get-get mad, get aggy wid it
 Get mad, get aggy wid it
 Get mad, get aggy wid it
 You're gonna make man snap-snap-snap
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 Man know the season
 Bugzy Malone, ya know