Same Jimmy

Ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Helluva made this beat, baby)

ShittyBoyz

Ayy

Straight drop, drop, drop in exotic Fanta

They used to pick fights with me, now the choppa slam 'em

What you claim, brother man? Nah, that's not the answer

Now you sick 'cause you heard yo bitch wants a scammer

Too bad I only like dimes

In a ghillie, in yo bushes when it's nighttime

Sent some shots but you missed, mm-hmm, nice try

I ain't never get shit in life for being a nice guy

Grab the K and pray to God 'cause I'm a face shooter

I'm in LA, I feel like Bron, yeah, I'm a play mover

Fuck fans now, back then I used to hate choosers

Samе Jimmy back then, yeah, he usеd to hate losers

I was losing, they was winning, turn the tables on 'em

It ain't a stick but best believe I'll up the taser on 'em

Running off? Boy, that's dumb, I'll put the laser on 'em

Glock shoot fire like I'm Kane the Undertaker on 'em

Ayy, you want some, hold on, I can't even say it

Unreleased too hard, I can't even play it

Whole bow with zaza, I can't even weigh it

P90 ain't got no cooling, I can't even spray it

"Who that white boy?", bitch, it's Tron, I got pool, bitch

Watermelon punch, Wockhardt, I'm on bullshit

Russian AK with the stock, it's a full clip

Gave her good D, on some '011 bullshit (D Rose)

Looked her in the eyes then I lied, knew I wasn't shit

7-3-4, 3-1-3, bitch, the oven Mitt

One out of one, I was chose, I'm the one for this

Good jack stack, touchdown, had the summer lit

Play with me? Mm-hmm, you playing with yo life

Apple pie on me, fuck I look like playing with a slice?

Ain't no games in these streets, I'm playing till I die

She heard the ShittyBoyz and made me say it one more time

One puff, boy, I'm higher than giraffe nuts

Three more hits, boy, I'm flying up to NASA

Turn that bitch to a scammer, she a jack slut

Touch a hair on me? You gon' get yo ass smacked up

Matter fact, you get snatched up

Bro'll turn yo auntie to a zombie off some crack dust

This a 2020, that's a shooter and y'all lapped up

I just spent twenty-five hundred on some black puffs

Three 'Woods in, bitch, I'm faded like a dingy shirt

Would've came six, too bad I had a stingy clerk

You a hot head? Hope you got the torch up in yo hearse

Turn around, made twenty, bae, put it in yo purse

Hit yo bitch, get the neck, I ain't eat the kitty

Fucked up in the head, I got some demons with me

Ten bows, a thousand giffies if I leave the city

My killer catch you on a school bus, got Jeepers Creepers with me

Lil' bitch broke her neck when I came to [?

I'll blaze this bitch from long-range like I'm Damian Lillard

Bitches blowing up my phone, I had to change my hitter

Don't wanna hit the mall no more, sick of taking pictures

Froze-ass buffs, fire-ass weed

Lil'-ass whip, boy, yo tires can't squeak

Mama always asking, "What's inside of that Jeep?"

MSR, embosser, and some sliders that beep (BING)

Ayy (Beep, bitch)

Ayy, huh

Ayy, and them bitches beep

Beep, ShittyBoyz