Angel Haze - On The Edge lyrics

[Intro: Notorious B.I.G.] All up in my back All up in my back All up in my back trying to take my track [Verse 1] Rose up from the bottom of the pump like a fleshlight And all you weezy bumb b**hes got your chest tight Weak b**h you couldn't beat me with your best might I'm burning rubbers on hoes with the condom over Left's eye Hold up, I'm busy k**ing these b**hes If not that then I'm giving them stitches I'm burning them down then I'm cutting these b**hes If they talk sh** then I'm kicking they lips in If you talk sh** then I'm kicking your lips in They drippin' with blood, till they're literally spittin' I'm all in your face, I've got something to spit in Hold up, wait - time for recollection If rap is crucified, b**h I'm the resurrection The best kept secret - You is indiscretion I'm here to f**ing teach em', you the f**ing lesson You and me a wild fire to a matchstick I'm a f**ing problem, you don't wanna add this Hold up - You don't wanna add this Better yet go learn your shoes and your bags b**h [Interlude] Every time I hear that part for the rest of my life I'm gonna die of laughter Oh wait, wait, I was the first person to hear "Succubi" Oh whatever the f** you called that weak a** diss to Jim Jones You know when you had b**hes up in your hood trying find dirt on you Or like the time you were the studio with Missy Elliott And she was scared to be in the studio with you, remember [Verse 2] b**h I'm from the 313 Whip the f**in' meat cleaver out like who want beef f** you gonna do with this Diplo flow Dissed you on own your sh**, you should dip low ho Wait, I want you b**hes so scared that your mental break So you forever be broke with expensive taste I bet you won't leap, ol' frog a** b**h p**y a** Courage the Cowardly Dog a** b**h Hold up [Interlude] Or like when you were texting me about Kreayshawn, remember "Let's steal her fans, we're not really friends with this b**h" And I was like, oh ok, we're all good b**h, I got ammo on you b**h, you don't want war But we're just gonna tell what happened when we were together [Verse 3] I was in the City, chillin' with a bum b**h Who was on Twitter, talkin' like she run sh** You was in my text, looking for some pity, b**h "I'm at the bar alone on some Sex in the City sh** My boyfriend left me, my heart finna' break" b**h, you be f**ing n***as on they oxygen tank sh**, I be making moves, b**h, plotting my fate Looking at you wack hoes like who's spot should I take Wait, Rocawear, Rainbow, now you're on your Wang sh** Rapunzel gon' be missing like her edges and her bangs is Really, I was hoping you would clap first But either way I'mma gonna give you that work I'm the one everybody say you can't be You know it too, cause I'm the only one you ain't tweet Nappy-headed Chia pet, ghetto f**ing Easter Bunny Eat up every track, Esta Noche - Munchi [Outro] I'm like genuinely laughing on this sh** That's why she doesn't really talk much Cause like I just want you to have the balls to respond to me, b**h Don't tell me when you're going to London for a month Don't say, oh, you're so Wait, wait, wait, wait, I see you hung out with Paul Epworth Did he play you the track that I ripped Did he play your style that I stole, b**h Give me the beat, let me work that ba** He played that for me, I didn't like it b**h put an album out I think my album's more done than yours And I just started a week ago You out here sleeping on studio floors Wasting money on Digi-videos and Photoshop Stop it, b**h