Tech N9ne – EDI’s lyrics

[Verse 1]
Popped an Edi
Now I'm zonin' bumping Makavelli
Got her ready to squat the wetty on my machete
'Cause lots of fetti, her chops are steady, bitch, Akinyele
Ten'll sit me in, then the shit begins
When the dick, we blend, a bitch see yen and quickly sin
'Cause we the Scheiße, that shit in German
I'm lit and burnin' like back in the day when I was trippin' Sherman
A lot to water, we stopped the lottery, I do not agree
With blocking dollars, we shot to prodigy and hot commodities
Twenties, give me, that thing they call veggie blown
Henny in me, that mean I'm already gone
Many shimmies from the hoes with medi' moans
When he's grinning, that be when the Edi's on
[Chorus]
I just popped an Edi
High, but chopper ready
I just popped an Edi
Are you off the reggie? (Edi's)
My clique is on (Edi's)
My bitch is on (Edi's)
We lit, we on (Edi's, Edi's, Edi's, Edi's)
My clique is on (Edi's)
My bitch is on (Edi's)
We lit, we on (Edi's, Edi's, Edi's, Edi's)

[Verse 2]
Pretty litty, sipping Macallan whiskey
25th, she run you two thousand crispy
Split these quickly, break it down fifty-fifty
Swiftly lift me, nigga fly as a Frisbee
How can I walk when I'm off on a twenty?
I just wanna rest, no talking to any
I have a party, the boss, he got plenty
So all the bitches wanna cough up the Winnie
Pootang, you bang, that'll make a nigga wanna do thangs
Ooh brain, to wang, beautifully when I'm on a chew strain
Gummies hit us, fastest on the realer, fam
Funny giggler, laughing on until the end
Dummy nigga, stack 'em on and feel a dwamn
Hundred millas, that shit almost killed a man
[Chorus]
I just popped an Edi
High, but chopper ready
I just popped an Edi
Are you off the reggie? (Edi's)
My clique is on (Edi's)
My bitch is on (Edi's)
We lit, we on (Edi's, Edi's, Edi's, Edi's)
My clique is on (Edi's)
My bitch is on (Edi's)
We lit, we on (Edi's, Edi's, Edi's, Edi's)

[Verse 3]
Off in a get-together
When popular with the cheddar
You popping and sipping better
You stopping a vixen, let her
Hop on the dick and get her
On throbbing, I get you wetter
I'm saucing, I hit, then dead her
We boss and not missing ever
We keep a dummy amount of the fetty, bruh
Don't try to son me, my clown'll come bury you
Pass me a gummy, I'm down and I'm ready, sir
When I'm low and I'm grumpy, this sound'll be Edi up
[Chorus]
I just popped an Edi
High, but chopper ready
I just popped an Edi
Are you off the reggie? (Edi's)
My clique is on (Edi's)
My bitch is on (Edi's)
We lit, we on (Edi's, Edi's, Edi's, Edi's)
My clique is on (Edi's)
My bitch is on (Edi's)
We lit, we on (Edi's, Edi's, Edi's, Edi's)