Dizzy by Zombie Juice (Ft. The Underachievers)
Dizzy by Zombie Juice (Ft. The Underachievers)

Dizzy

Zombie Juice & The Underachievers * Track #5 On Love Without Conditions

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Dizzy Lyrics

[Chorus: Issa Gold & AKTHESAVIOR]
Let's go
Jet to jet, we taking flizzy
Twist the 'to, don’t crack no Phillies
Hit the door, we getting busy
All my niggas in here dizzy
I got niggas that's gon' feel me
I got niggas tryna kill me (Ayy)
I got bitches tryna hit me (Ayy)
I got snitches tryna get me

[Verse 1: AKTHESAVIOR]
Yuh, if you gonna talk that shit, better back that shit up or back up bitch, like, yuh
We really 'bout that shit
Got goons in the back like Jim Crowe, bitch
Tripping off a slice like Kimbo is
Step into the light when I lift my wrist
I don't need a drive, she get my drift
Got into the ride then I took her wig, like, yuh
Flip the packets like thе circus
Pockets fat, I'm lit like circuits
Ain't no acting, close thеm curtains
Turn her backwards then I curve her
We don't play, not on my turf
Rep the Trey, that's on my birth
Weapons spray, it's for my thirds
Watch 'em lay out on the curb

[Refrain: AKTHESAVIOR & Zombie Juice]
Blessings, (Blessings), bless me, (Bless me), losses, (Losses), lessons (Lessons)
Coffins, (Coffins), legends, (Legends), Father, (Father), bless us, uh
Thoughts in my mind worth finessing
I turned this shit to obsession
They gon' remember my essence, uh
Still move in silence like Tesla, uh, yeah

[Chorus: Issa Gold]
Jet to jet, we taking flizzy
Twist the 'to, don’t crack no Phillies
Hit the door, we getting busy
All my niggas in here dizzy
I got niggas that's gon' feel me
I got niggas tryna kill me
I got bitches tryna hit me
I got snitches tryna get me

[Verse 2: Zombie Juice]
I asked how she's doing, she told me she miss it
I see what that dick did, it got her addicted
I'm lit off that trippy, she trip how I'm living
This God in his image, I speak it, I meant it
My circle's so small like that dot on his head
He plot on the gang then it's off with his lid
Half on a sack on some blow
If I'm here for the night, she gon' treesh on the low, okay
I'm in Dior, that's head to my toes
She bust it open, that's hands on her toes
She got a ring, squeeze one of her toes
Got two on her fingers, got one in her nose
I heard your little diss, bitch, nobody know you
I'm a real demon, ain't nobody told you?
Like a thief in the night, won't nobody know it
Like a thief in the night, won't nobody know it
Said she like my necklace, started relaxing
When I'm off three drugs like a chain reaction
Everybody in the gang sound the same, what happened?
How you copied all the drip but you calling it fashion?
This ain't content, baby, this my life, you wildin'
Put the phone down, baby, I don't need no stylist
If we gotta get the clips y'all gon’ feel no malice
Still claim my hood 'cause you know I'm valid, like

[Refrain: AKTHESAVIOR & Zombie Juice]
Blessings, (Blessings), bless me, (Bless me), losses, (Losses), lessons (Lessons)
Coffins, (Coffins), legends, (Legends), Father, (Father), bless us, uh
Thoughts in my mind was finessing
I turned this shit to obsession
They gon' remember my essence, uh
Still move in silence like Tesla, uh, yeah

[Chorus: Issa Gold]
Let's go
Jet to jet we taking flizzy
Twist the 'to, don’t crack no Phillies
Hit the door, we getting busy
All my niggas in here dizzy
I got niggas that's gon' feel me
I got niggas tryna kill me
I got bitches tryna hit me
I got snitches tryna get me
Jet to jet we taking flizzy
Twist the 'to, don’t crack no Phillies
Hit the door, we getting busy
All my niggas in here dizzy
I got niggas that's gon' feel me
I got niggas tryna kill me
I got bitches tryna hit me
I got snitches tryna get me

[Verse 3: Issa Gold]
Gassing up like Texaco
We flip the script and let it go
I don't mix with petty hoes
We dodging doors, won't even stroll
Wrist be steady whippin', taxi speeding
Swear this shit might float
Set be heavy, cop baguettes
Glisten like we wear the boat
She called me her number one, hit her with that double shrug
Juice the king, I'm prince of love
I think they shoot like Loaded Lux
We finesse, no super law, free Thugga Thugga off the truck
Luka how I come in clutch
I'm stepping back, he folding up
Step in the flesh
Niggas see me, watch 'em shrink
Ain't a test, what I rep, throw it up in every flick
We been legends off the rip
Took a brick to load the grip
Now we booming, niggas zooming, hitting targets, busting flips (Let's go, let's go)

Dizzy Q&A

Who wrote Dizzy's ?

Dizzy was written by Zombie Juice & AKTHESAVIOR & Issa Gold.

Who produced Dizzy's ?

Dizzy was produced by Issa Gold.

When did Zombie Juice release Dizzy?

Zombie Juice released Dizzy on Fri Mar 31 2023.

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