They say Jizzy got the swag, they say that jizzy got the money
They say Jizzy got the bag and he gon' throw it if you copy
They say Jizzy straight from Texas if you want smoke then he got beef
They say Jizzy got the fashion and he swagging and he so clean
And I'm only rapping 'bout my hoes, don't do no song about me
And I'm steady getting paper can't you tell from all this blue cheese
What the f*ck, what the f*ck
What the f*ck, the f*ck is up
Feeling down, feeling stuck,
Now I'm feeling up as f*ck
What the f*ck, what the f*ck
Put my feelings in a blunt
Feeling down, feeling stuck
Need to pour more Remy up
Pour more Remy up
F*ck it, pour more Henny up
Bill it up, Casamigos, heavy stuff
She want me, duty free, bag it up
I'm so up, we so up, up as f*ck
Since like thirteen I was in boarding school ain't taking no bus
Had to get the cheese, I was so damn hungry they ain't pack me no lunch
I was seventeen running from the ops and ducking them charges
Focused on the cheese, if you ain't talking pees 'you ain't talking bout non'
Yo whos mans is this?
He got them fancy kicks
He hopped out fancy whip
Hold on, are those Guiseppe kicks? (hold on)
Yo who mans is this
He got that icy wrist
You can tell he up as f*ck, from the way he bag the bitch
They say Jizzy straight from Texas if you want smoke then he got beef
They say Jizzy got the fashion and he swagging and he so clean
And I'm only rapping 'bout my hoes, don't do no song about me
And I'm steady getting paper can't you tell from all this blue cheese
What the f*ck, what the f*ck
What the f*ck, the f*ck is up
Feeling down, feeling stuck,
Now I'm feeling up as f*ck
What the f*ck , what the f*ck
Put my feelings in a blunt
Feeling down, feeling stuck
Need to Pour more Remy up