Lyrics to Really Jimmy?
(Enrgy made this one)
Turn that bitch back up
And let that bitch wham out
Hey, ran it up so, man
Ran it up so fast I almost broke the sound barrier
All them excuses like you couldn't sound scarier
Where's Humane Society? We beatin' down terriers
Throw me on the beat, boy, I'm beating down every verse
Brody said he need a ring for the P's, he married percs
My heart, thirty-two degrees, February first
Your very best, not a tenth of my very worst
Smokin' unreleased Zotti, this some Cherry Nerds (Cherry Nerds)
A eighth hit for sixty
Unless you buy a QP, then them bitches fifty
Five hundred blues, that's a pretty fifty
Add a hundred more to it, that's a Nipsy sixty
I was listening to Guwop, not no Pretty Ricky
This shit fifty-fifty, like is they really with me
No, I'm on some bullshit, I hear that voice like really Jimmy
I got it on me, but it's really in me
Two percs, a fifth, and some shrooms, this bit' really litty
When SBDSM touch, that's a shitty city
Moncler in PA, you gotta know that Philly chilly
Wonderin' what's up in his bushes
He wonderin' what's up in his bushes, that's my shooter layin' in a ghillie, silly
She got A-plus-plus head, but that kitty iffy
I think she had a BBL, this bitch got itty bitty titties
I think the Glocky caught a virus off the Pfff-switchy glitchy
Do they have a tad bit of aim? I know he pissed he missed me
I'm like a myth around that bitch, I know the Ypsi miss me
You know the streets get deep, you know this shit be fishy
I ain't wanna draw attention, popped out with the mini blicky
I ain't play games since a kid, don't try to Miniclip me
Comfortable in Penntown, me and Bone in Sticky Rickes
Told her put her head down, all that tryna give me hickeys
She like, "Really Jimmy?"
There go Mr. Moissanite, he rockin' did he, will he
You gotta get it by your dolo, ain't no pity in me
Couldn't be like Greg, naw, I couldn't let 'em Wimpy Kid me
They like, "Really Jimmy?"
Pop out, three milly, I just blew through fifty cities
They like, "Really Jimmy?"
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia
Long live $cam, you know?
Turn that bitch back up
And let that bitch wham out
Hey, ran it up so, man
Ran it up so fast I almost broke the sound barrier
All them excuses like you couldn't sound scarier
Where's Humane Society? We beatin' down terriers
Throw me on the beat, boy, I'm beating down every verse
Brody said he need a ring for the P's, he married percs
My heart, thirty-two degrees, February first
Your very best, not a tenth of my very worst
Smokin' unreleased Zotti, this some Cherry Nerds (Cherry Nerds)
A eighth hit for sixty
Unless you buy a QP, then them bitches fifty
Five hundred blues, that's a pretty fifty
Add a hundred more to it, that's a Nipsy sixty
I was listening to Guwop, not no Pretty Ricky
This shit fifty-fifty, like is they really with me
No, I'm on some bullshit, I hear that voice like really Jimmy
I got it on me, but it's really in me
Two percs, a fifth, and some shrooms, this bit' really litty
When SBDSM touch, that's a shitty city
Moncler in PA, you gotta know that Philly chilly
Wonderin' what's up in his bushes
He wonderin' what's up in his bushes, that's my shooter layin' in a ghillie, silly
She got A-plus-plus head, but that kitty iffy
I think she had a BBL, this bitch got itty bitty titties
I think the Glocky caught a virus off the Pfff-switchy glitchy
Do they have a tad bit of aim? I know he pissed he missed me
I'm like a myth around that bitch, I know the Ypsi miss me
You know the streets get deep, you know this shit be fishy
I ain't wanna draw attention, popped out with the mini blicky
I ain't play games since a kid, don't try to Miniclip me
Comfortable in Penntown, me and Bone in Sticky Rickes
Told her put her head down, all that tryna give me hickeys
She like, "Really Jimmy?"
There go Mr. Moissanite, he rockin' did he, will he
You gotta get it by your dolo, ain't no pity in me
Couldn't be like Greg, naw, I couldn't let 'em Wimpy Kid me
They like, "Really Jimmy?"
Pop out, three milly, I just blew through fifty cities
They like, "Really Jimmy?"
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia
Long live $cam, you know?
