Diddybop Lyrics – Alphaa

Diddybop Lyrics by Alphaa

Haha, alpha!
Glock to his head, i make him diddybop
If you’re talking hella sh#t, I’ll let his body drop
Call a quick mop, like a {?}

One, two, three, I’ll leave him dead, like he don’t matter
Three bands, on me, walkin’ round the store, off an ox-
Oh shit. Wrong song
A-a-alpha!

Oh sh#t, it’s my turn now?
Ah f#ck, bet
b#tches got me {?}, that’s a problem
Waitin’ on his {?} just to solve it

I’mma hit him like a knight
Keep on {?} catch a flight
b#tch I’, {?}
Pistol in my {?}

Your b#tch said she want me I said nah b#tch there’s no feelings
Hi there, I’m eli4s, I’m {?}
Got the gang I’mma smoke you like pack {?}
Haha, alpha!

Glock to his head, i make him diddybop
If you’re talking hella sh#t, I’ll let his body drop
Call a quick mop, like a {?}
One, two, three, I’ll leave him dead, like he don’t matter

Three bands, on me, walkin’ round the store, off an ox-
Oh shit. Wrong song
A-a-alpha!
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Alphaa Lyrics – Diddybop

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