
Dizzy Zombie Juice (Ft. The Underachievers)
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[Chorus: Issa Gold & AKTHESAVIOR]
Let's go
Jet to jet, we takin' flizzy
Twist the 'to, don’t crack no Phillies
Hit the door, we gettin' busy
All my niggas in here dizzy
I got niggas that's gon' feel me
I got niggas tryna kill me (Ayy)
I got bitches tryna hit me (Ayy)
I got snitches tryna get me
[Verse 1: AKTHESAVIOR]
Yuh, if you gonna talk that shit, better back that shit up or back up bitch, like, yuh
We really 'bout that shit
Got goons in the back like Jim Crow, bitch
Trippin' off a slice like Kimbo is
Step into the light when I lift my wrist
I don't need a drive, she get my drift
Got into the ride then I took her wig, like, yuh
Flip the package like the circus
Pockеts fat, I'm lit like circuits
Ain't no actin', close them curtains
Turn hеr backwards, then I curve her
We don't play, not on my turf
Rep the Trey, that's on my birth
Weapons spray, it's for my thirds
Watch 'em lay out on the curb
Let's go
Jet to jet, we takin' flizzy
Twist the 'to, don’t crack no Phillies
Hit the door, we gettin' busy
All my niggas in here dizzy
I got niggas that's gon' feel me
I got niggas tryna kill me (Ayy)
I got bitches tryna hit me (Ayy)
I got snitches tryna get me
[Verse 1: AKTHESAVIOR]
Yuh, if you gonna talk that shit, better back that shit up or back up bitch, like, yuh
We really 'bout that shit
Got goons in the back like Jim Crow, bitch
Trippin' off a slice like Kimbo is
Step into the light when I lift my wrist
I don't need a drive, she get my drift
Got into the ride then I took her wig, like, yuh
Flip the package like the circus
Pockеts fat, I'm lit like circuits
Ain't no actin', close them curtains
Turn hеr backwards, then I curve her
We don't play, not on my turf
Rep the Trey, that's on my birth
Weapons spray, it's for my thirds
Watch 'em lay out on the curb
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