Return of the Jiggy

(YoSixty, run the beat back)

(Major, that's you?)

(FastLife)

(Mm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz)

Grrah

I'm a real ****, so I'm doin' real shit, I'm tryna see **** eat

**** be dumb, how you gon' step in the field when you ain't come outside with your cleats?

And I feel like it's no competition no more, **** got tricked off the streets

Return of the Jiggy, they mad I get vibey, bitches be talkin' to me

I'm a real ****, so I'm doin' real shit, I'm tryna see **** eat

**** be dumb, how you gon' step in the field when you ain't come outside with your cleats?

And I feel like it's no competition no more, **** got tricked off the streets

Return of the Jiggy, they mad I get vibey, bitches be talkin' to me

Now I'm famous, got these **** sick

If you hatin' on me, don't react to my shit

That **** thirty years old behind a computer, tryna get rich off of our shit

Like, like, you gotta stop it

They gon' talk 'cause I'm a trendin' topic

Don't give a fuck who see me as a rebel, whatever he jack, I'ma drop it

Louis V, I used to tote the gun up on my waist, but now I got it in my pocket

You can die to the beat like Rocky, run up on me, I'ma flock it

****, you ain't do shit to nobody, why would I say you were coppin'?

Most of these pussy **** really folded, but me and brothers is locked in

I'm a real ****, so I'm doin' real shit, I'm tryna see **** eat

**** be dumb, how you gon' step in the field when you ain't come outside with your cleats?

And I feel like it's no competition no more, **** got tricked off the streets

Return of the Jiggy, they mad I get vibey, bitches be talkin' to me

I'm a real ****, so I'm doin' real shit, I'm tryna see **** eat

**** be dumb, how you gon' step in the field when you ain't come outside with your cleats?

And I feel like it's no competition no more, **** got tricked off the streets

Return of the Jiggy, they mad I get vibey, bitches be talkin' to me