[Verse 1]
I be keeping cash around and ass around, the type of ass I pass around
The fam and we are eating, but y'all people getting famine now
You scavengers are ranting about them ready hoes you smashing
And they got you scared to take a fucking test just like you're Pacquiao
Back and down, my bank account is overflowing
And my green is overgrowing like a lawn and and no one mowing
I'm in the zone and going harder than I ever went
Shorty ain't an angel, but [?] are heaven sent
I don't give an anything
Money that I'm spending got me spending
Every weekend on the jet and landing in a different setting
I entered as a menace to society
Now we spending every second drunk and I'm a menace to sobriety
You find me then you find me with an army that's behind me
And I'm nothing pretty, boy, my clothes are dirty, I am grimy
Them pretty bitches on me, wanna take me, wanna try me
Wanna ride me till the red is in my eye, she get me higher than a

[Hook]
(Ziggy, ziggy, ziggy, ziggy)
We going higher than a (ziggy, ziggy, ziggy, ziggy)
She get me higher than a (ziggy, ziggy, ziggy, ziggy)
So kick it up and let it go, let it dry
Inhale, let it [?]