Ed Edd & Eddy ft. JusDrew & NBKXDUBHARDY Lyrics

Yop, JusDrew bitch

Call my brother J.R with the, uh, yeah

Okay

I said, I don't beg for money but I

Yop

Alright, I Call my brother J.R with the Smith cuz he's swish shit

I don't beg for money but I got millions on my wish list

You only care about 2K, I'll make a play and tell him clip this

Trap P's artist give me the big bag I flip it

Jumping in the beat, back and forth double dipping

Want a stash?, to make your first bag, you got a bubble digits

Me and Drayko got a whole tape now you in trouble bitches

Bro got humility with sauce making beats in humble kitchen

Like me and Drew on a Jumbotron cuz we gonna be the biggest

This a junkie house don't got no weed money they hitting whippits

Got G's of Herbo in the whip cuz when I'm riding there's no limit

He tryin' to rob me cuz he see me rapping, what the fuck?, you tripping

The fuck?, I'm finna punch back in

You food dropping all your chicken like the lunch bag ripped

I Had to leave them waiting for a minute but I'm gon' comeback quick

If I fall off, I'm jumping back up, I'm the comeback kid

You think your ass selling Za's bitch you selling mids

Brother lemon pulled up and brought some hoes to the crib

Call my nigga Drayko pull up with guns to where you live

Trapping out with Toto, hit this shit you're gonna see the Wizz

Just popped out on the scene it's just me and brother Blicks

Hit it slow with the motion or you need another mix

Freaky bitch on my dick I'm gon' need another bitch

Had a shootout with the opps now I need another stick

I'm independent like the state's in 1776

She a hoe at 17 was taking seven different dicks

I'm with my brothers on the six got like seven different blicks

Grab a chain from my people drop like seven different kits

If you hip to me and gang you know we shaking, no stripper

Bro riding like the chef, he get to baking with the ripper

Grind his body up, if you get to faking, meet the chipper

Treat the paper like the leaves, I get to raking in the chicken

I ain't have nothing to lose, now I'm the one winning

Fein tried to take a T-Break, it had him drunk twisted

My weed be casting magic spells and drew the Punch Wizard

While I talk shit you work a desk job, where all the gum sticking

Bro toxic with his bitch, she wasting love in him

Me, Dub, and Drew, Ed Edd and Eddy, coming dumb different

You've been selling high shit for low, you doing dumb business

Break this shit down like Stomp the Yard you in the junk with it

PBO yams in the cut, he like to jump niggas

Cut a redneck off in traffic he yelling "Dumb nigga"

Brodie drumming shit with the band, call him Nick Cannon

Kick this hoe out on the road and leave the bitch stranding

Smack a nigga, leave a handprint cuz I'm big handed

Bitch, love the dick so much she got the shit branded

Brodie running routes, broke his ankles, now his shit slanted

It's crazy how we heard his neck break when dude slammed him