This is for them joint smokers/This is for them gin sippers/This ain’t for no ho niggas/This ain’t for no bitch niggas
Wizpays homage to, well, pretty much everyone so long as you’re not broke. He’s revisiting an already played style here – the crunk and funk bounce – and at this point it just sounds a bit too contrived, as if he’s a puppet for some sinister regime hell-bent on stifling originality.