[Intro: Dizzy Wright]
Yo
Yo, Swi—S—S—SwizZzleFish
Let's get 'em, let's get 'em
Let's fuckin' get em, let's get em, uh

[Chorus: Dizzy Wright]
Who's bringin' the flavor to your ear? (To your ear)
Which one of you ladies gon' make it disappear? (Disappear)
Who got the ganja? Know me time’s near (Time's near)
N***as had a chance, now we takin' it from here (Funk Volume)
Who's bringin' the flavor to your ear? (To your ear)
Which one of you ladies gon' make it disappear? (Woo-hah)
Who got the ganja? Know me time’s near (Time's near)
N***as had a chance, now we takin' it from here (Funk Volume)

[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright]
Somebody should’ve told ‘em I was next
Your n***a disrespect, I had to hold him by his neck ([?])
Sometimes these n***as need to be put in check (Uh-huh)
See, sometimes these n***as can’t comprehend respect (Bruh)
They say I’m out of line, but you n***as is not around ([?])
How you scorin’ points when you standin’ out of bounds?
In other words, how you gettin’ money and you ain’t keepin' it real
With no skills, playin’ the field like you not a clown?
I guess somebody should put the target on the fans ([?])
Support the bullshit and you a part of the scam (True)
The million-man march, my grandaddy sellin’ grams
Learned the game from a pimp, "He just becomin' a man" (Goddamn)
Tattoo's all over my dark skin (My dark skin)
I ain't trippin', I'm buildin' off small wins
I know myself, so I told myself I'm all in
For the record [?] we just evolvin' (Woo-hah)
[Chorus: Dizzy Wright]
Who's bringin' the flavor to your ear? (To your ear)
Which one of you ladies gon' make it disappear? (Disappear)
Who got the ganja? Know me time’s near (Time's near)
N***as had a chance, now we takin' it from here (Funk Volume)
Who's bringin' the flavor to your ear? (To your ear)
Which one of you ladies gon' make it disappear? (Woo-hah)
Who got the ganja? Know me time’s near (Time's near)
N***as had a chance, now we takin' it from here (Funk Volume)

[Verse 2: SwizZz]
ZZz'ed up! Look
It's no coincidence they nervous when they see us comin'
I'll kick down your door, put an end to your fuckin' function
I ain't tryna make friends with all these rap n***as (Nah)
I'd rather get tea-bagged on top of cat-litter (Wow)
The only thing I fear is idle time
So I’m back on my grizzly with the Valley state of mind
I put my all into this motherfuckin’ game
And learn from every loss, so when I lose, it’s still a gain
Dizzy, these fools are lame—it’s obvious, but it’s unaddressed
It's sad the fans got accustomed to acceptin' less
I can see the clear picture even from the upper deck
So I dumb it down to make it easy for these fools to connect
We’re bringin’ that funky flavor, that new major
F-U-N-K V-O-L-U-M-E spells danger
To all you pussy footin' rappers come and hear me out
F.V. is [?], something like a mouse (Aha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
[Chorus: Dizzy Wright]
Who's bringin' the flavor to your ear? (To your ear)
Which one of you ladies gon' make it disappear? (Disappear)
Who got the ganja? Know me time’s near (Time's near)
N***as had a chance, now we takin' it from here (Funk Volume)
Who's bringin' the flavor to your ear? (To your ear)
Which one of you ladies gon' make it disappear? (Woo-hah)
Who got the ganja? Know me time’s near (Time's near)
N***as had a chance, now we takin' it from here (Funk Volume)