Sweeeep

By edyn

Released on April 1, 2026

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[Chorus: edyn]

Yeah, I said oh my G, yeah

Ice out on my teeth, yeah

Racks up on my V, yeah

Hold up, I'm tryna slide out, yeah

What you tryna see?

We gon' wipe that pussy nose, and we gon' make that body bleed

I get racks like, what you talking ‘bout?

In that coupe, I ride out

Body bags like, I'm tryna stunt up

Black ass bills like, “I'm a stunner”

Pop an addy like I'm Hunna

Paranormal, Sydney Runner

Boutta push up with that gunna

Postin' slav like we in Russia


[Verse: edyn]

Step up in dis' bitch, they notice when I walk in, yeah

I'm so fried, can't feel my lips when I be talking, yeah, yeah

I see gunk up in the paint, that boy be balling

Watch that Kiki Step, I really do this, who you talking to?

I shoot my shot, full court, it's drastic how they split in two

Don't know how long I got told my homies that I'm proud of you

I can't hold my eyes up, codeine sleepy, while I walk I drool

You know I'ma boss up, say something different then you just a fool, yeah


[Verse: sydney runner]

First in line, first to the bands, first to the plate, yeah

That bag so fine, she suck a face, spit on my face, yeah

And we don't play, bitch, we leave zombies in our wake, yeah

My summer work like bakery, bitch, come get baked, yeah

Bitch work, I love the bake

Yeah, put icing on that cake, yeah

My face cupcake on my face, if something wrong, you gonna get faced

Niggas eat off of my plate, look at they face, they cannot taste it

I'm high, I levitate, I stay awake, I'm the best faces

Raps like Chipotle, my wrist look like Ghostface

Mandy hit her hard, so she said “go back to first base”

Mandy [?] then wan’ be friends in the first place

He thought she was six, oh, tell he weeded in the worst way

Think I got a glare, but it's okay, need a clean workspace

Flow may be like ether, we gon' sneak inside his workplace

String him up and drain him of his blood, that's in the worst case

My teeth start to itch when I get hungry, that's my worst trait, yeah


[Chorus: edyn]

Yeah, I said oh my G, yeah

Ice out on my teeth, yeah

Racks up on my V, yeah

Hold up, I'm tryna slide out, yeah

What you tryna see?

We gon' wipe that pussy nose, and we gon' make that body bleed

I get racks like, what you talking ‘bout?

In that coupe, I ride out

Body bags like, I'm tryna stunt up

Black ass bills like, “I'm a stunner”

Pop an addy like I'm Hunna

Paranormal, Sydney Runner

Boutta push up with that gunna

Posting slav like we in Russia