Aggy Wid It

[Intro]
Yo', yeah

[Verse 1]
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

[Hook]
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

[Verse 2]
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 dyed 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 don't trap, you're chatting crap
I look back, I've overlapped
I don't have to trap and be an MC
You're not poppin' if you've gotta do both
Yeah I miss bagging, bagging, bagging up
But I make way too much money from shows

[Hook]
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

[Verse 3]
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

[Interlude]
Man know the season

[Hook]
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

[Outro]
Man know, the season
Bugzy Malone, ya' know