Jiggy

{Intro}

Uh, uh, uh , uh , uh
Yeah

{Verse 1}

I got rich, and i got my nigga rich too
I married the money i said "I do"
These nigga cap , the fuck did i do
This fire , This nigga , like say " ahcho"
I got these rack skrrt of in a coupe
I got bands up , "how bout you"
These Amiri jeans , bitch i paid like 2
There ain't no fear in me , we will blast at you

{Chorus}

Imma hop out an get jiggy tho
In da car tuckin Glocks we got plenty mo'
An' that hoe be around she a city hoe
My bitch think she goin' leave me, she silly tho
I cash out and they mad they like, "really bro"
I got dis out da mud, now im getting dough
I knew i was goin' be rich , they ain't feel me tho
We know you dont want smoke, you not wit it doe

{Verse 2}

Bitch im too fly , Bitch im too glown'
I got big racks, Bitch im too on
You get blowed down, If you move wrong
If its a showdown , "What are you on?"
Im really juggin , Bitch i got 2 phones
Look at this rollie', This bitch is a 2 tone
These nigga ain't real, they ain't putting they crew on
Last nigga tried me , we popped em' , den moved on
I mix the Prada, Dior with the Vlone
These nigga mad wanna see what we be on
This bitch a freak she want Valentino
He say dats' his queen, he dont know what we know
Put racks on his head, "Poof" he gone
He diss on da gang , throw bullets like T-Bone
This drank im paranoid, bitch free Greedo
Im aborting the jakes, im addicted to C-notes

{Chorus}

Imma hop out an get jiggy tho
In da car tuckin Glocks we got plenty mo'
An' that hoe be around she a city hoe
My bitch think she goin' leave me, she silly tho
I cash out and they mad they like, "really bro"
I got dis out da mud, now im getting dough
I knew i was goin' be rich , they ain't feel me tho
We know you dont want smoke, you not wit it doe