Return of the Jiggy Sha EK

[Intro]
(YoSixty, run the beat back)
(Major, that's you?)
(FastLife)
(Mm, nah, turn that up, Young Madz)
Grrah

[Chorus]
I'm a real nigga, so I'm doin' real shit, I'm tryna see niggas eat
Niggas 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, niggas got tricked off the streets
Return of the Jiggy, they mad I get vibey, bitches be talkin' to me
I'm a real nigga, so I'm doin' real shit, I'm tryna see niggas eat
Niggas 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, niggas got tricked off the streets
Return of the Jiggy, they mad I get vibey, bitches be talkin' to me

[Verse]
Now I'm famous, got these niggas sick
If you hatin' on me, don't react to my shit
That nigga 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
Nigga, you ain't do shit to nobody, why would I say you were coppin'?
Most of these pussy niggas really folded, but me and brothers is locked in