[Verse 1: Oddy P The Coolcat]
If I ever made it to the top like B.I.G. or Pac
I'd rather die a legend instead of treadin' to a stop
Name drop, see my fame rot
Forgettin' the main plot
Bettin' I could rock any block
Skippin' with a little Grey Five
Sippin' on a potion, tryna' get into a frame shot
Trippin' in slow motion, never ever in the same spot
Makin' sure I bring a different ho to my next show
'Cause the last one kept on asking, "Can we go?", and she complained a lot
Yeah, her chatterin' was causin' me a fucking brain clot
Things' not [?], scatterin' like rain drops (Ha-ha)
Maybe not because I gotta stop, drop, and roll wit' it, go wit' it
[?], I'm so cold wit' it
And while I'm at my peak I'll seek to end it
With a needle or a Smith & Wesson
Overdose into a comatose
Tag my toes, they know I died a legend
(Uh, uh, what)

[Chorus: Oddy P The Coolcat & Taz]
Grab 'em up!
Drip drop, dr-drip, dr-drip, drop
Sew 'em up!
Flip flop, fl-flip, fl-flip, flop
We'll bust to the
Tip top, t-tip, t-tip, top
A hip, a hip, hop!
And it, don' stop
We'll grab 'em up!
Drip drop, dr-drip, dr-drip, drop
Sew 'em up!
Flip flop, fl-flip, fl-flippity flop
We'll bust to the
Tip top, t-tip, t-tip, top
A hip, a hip, hop!
And it, don' stop
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