[Verse 1: CONNOR]
Who that Jiggy Wiigy getting pesos?
I'm tryna get this bankroll by the caseload
Running through em like Amazing Race though
And while I stab the game
They little prick like staples
Rollin' sticky-icky like that maple
And I got the juice like I stepped on a grape hoe
Throwing up the deuces to they face though
And they don't gotta like me cause I'm great though
And when I come around
Everybody put they hands up
Just keep on talking
What you saying don't offend us
Motherf** a truce
We ain't tryna make amends cuz
And CloneFree is my team
I ain't tryna make new friends cuz
Tryna gather wisdom like Rev Run
Murder on the track
Run it back, that's red rum
Homies drinking Jame-O
b**hes drinking Svedka
Interlude:
All this sh** for the sport only
RunAway pa** me the Hen
Tip it back and I sip that sh** real slowly
Viewing life through my own legs
Chop herb, slowly
Helicopters, homie
And you don't, know me
All the fakes, ghostly
[Verse 2: CONNOR]
I had this sh** bumping from the get
I ball too hard
Bout to hit me with the flagrant
All good things take time
Have patience
I'm focused on the vision
No Lasik, face it
They jump, jump, jump like they was MJ
I moon walk, walk, walk like I was MJ
I ain't gotta care for anything ya friends say
I'm doing things my way
Turn the game sideways
Interlude 2:
No phonies
Keep it low key
You can keep the dollars while I be making sense
And you know that I'm reppin CloneFree
Staying right here til the end
Outro:
Yeah yeah
Who that Jiggy Wiigy?
Uh uh
Who that Jiggy Wiigy?
2x
It's C Wiig…