Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Caden Greene
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
I get jiggy it's a pitty
It's a party in my city
Smokin woods to the face
Hella smoke jus like a chimney
Put 400 on yo bitch
Lol think she pretty
Can't answer my phone
Lil **** I be busy
Shootout to my **** diizzy
Run DMC it gets tricky
At the club house wit my minnie
Billionaire jus like I'm Mickey
Why That bitch keep talkin
I swear that such a pity
Got all these millions like
My name was Diddy
U get me in the booth
I promise I'll be litty
Gotta get back on the grind
To the nidy nd gridy
My moves hypnotize u
I feel like I'm biggie
These chains round my neck Ik
They make it feel chilly
I can rlly shock ****
Like my name was billy (shazam)
Why that **** look like that
He look so guilty
Hearing all the hate
Is rlly what built me
She said her man would get mad
I was like Oh will he?
**** can't u shower?
U dress so filthy
Been a minute since I posted
But I'm back now
That **** said he was tough
But Where he at now?
Scoring for my team
jus like it was a touchdown
I feel like I'm rocky
Like I'm Boxin in Philly
Run up the stairs
Like Nobody can feel me
Ima keep on droppin shit
Like y'all **** cant hear me
I get jiggy it's a pitty
It's a party in my city
Smokin woods to the face
Hella smoke jus like a chimney
Who rollin nxt ****
Hella tree bitch there's plenty
Written by: Caden Greene