Aggy Wid It (stormzy Diss) Lyrics - Bugzy Malone

Yo, yeah 

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 

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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 

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 

Photos 

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 

Man know the season 

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 

Man know the season 

Bugzy Malone, ya know