[Intro: SCY Jimm]
(Ayy, Venzo, stay the fuck out the kitchen)
Fuck a nigga
Big T2T, nigga
Big SCY shit, nigga
Sack Chasin' Youngin, nigga
(Turn me up, Dom)
[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
She act like she don't want me, bet this money make her fuck (Money make her fuck)
Gotta keep that glizzy, in the hood, I got it tucked (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
They tryna figure out how I'm blowing racks and still up (Come on, man)
Tryna put my niggas on, what you think I'm chasing M's for? (M's, nigga)
Hundred racks off of digital (Yeah)
Jimm, he ain't original (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
Start with me and I'm gone finish him
All them long nights scrapin' pots, I still remember them (On gang, nigga)
He ain't tryna get no fuckin' bag, I ain't no friend of him (The fuck?)
[Verse 1: SCY Jimm]
They told me, "Don't rush," I'm takin' my time with this shit (Takin' my time with this shit)
Do whatever I want if I just put my mind to this shit (Mind to this shit)
They wanna take my life, got me ridin' with the blick (On gang)
She asked me, do I love her? Yeah, I lied to the bitch, come on (The fuck?)
Praying, Lord, forgive me for my sins (Huh?)
I'm standin' on all ten
I see you pussies through these lens (Come on, man)
All the times them niggas counted me out, I'm thinkin' 'bout revenge (The fuck?)
Nigga caught me slippin' once, bet they won't do that shit again (On gang, nigga)
Stuck off in the trap, this rap shit got me takin' flight (Phew, phew)
I was tryna get a bag, door swingin' all night (Yeah)
He claim he big dog, but he all bark, no bite (Come on, man)
I don't see these niggas, I took off, they ain't nowhere in sight (Gang)
Lil' Jimm a breadwinner, I love countin' dead niggas (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't wanna conversate, you talkin' to the feds, nigga (What the fuck?)
Make somethin' shake while I'm sober, I don't need meds, nigga (I don't need meds, nigga)
Think before you act, 'bout lil Jimm, they bustin' heads, nigga (On gang)
(Ayy, Venzo, stay the fuck out the kitchen)
Fuck a nigga
Big T2T, nigga
Big SCY shit, nigga
Sack Chasin' Youngin, nigga
(Turn me up, Dom)
[Chorus: SCY Jimm]
She act like she don't want me, bet this money make her fuck (Money make her fuck)
Gotta keep that glizzy, in the hood, I got it tucked (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
They tryna figure out how I'm blowing racks and still up (Come on, man)
Tryna put my niggas on, what you think I'm chasing M's for? (M's, nigga)
Hundred racks off of digital (Yeah)
Jimm, he ain't original (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
Start with me and I'm gone finish him
All them long nights scrapin' pots, I still remember them (On gang, nigga)
He ain't tryna get no fuckin' bag, I ain't no friend of him (The fuck?)
[Verse 1: SCY Jimm]
They told me, "Don't rush," I'm takin' my time with this shit (Takin' my time with this shit)
Do whatever I want if I just put my mind to this shit (Mind to this shit)
They wanna take my life, got me ridin' with the blick (On gang)
She asked me, do I love her? Yeah, I lied to the bitch, come on (The fuck?)
Praying, Lord, forgive me for my sins (Huh?)
I'm standin' on all ten
I see you pussies through these lens (Come on, man)
All the times them niggas counted me out, I'm thinkin' 'bout revenge (The fuck?)
Nigga caught me slippin' once, bet they won't do that shit again (On gang, nigga)
Stuck off in the trap, this rap shit got me takin' flight (Phew, phew)
I was tryna get a bag, door swingin' all night (Yeah)
He claim he big dog, but he all bark, no bite (Come on, man)
I don't see these niggas, I took off, they ain't nowhere in sight (Gang)
Lil' Jimm a breadwinner, I love countin' dead niggas (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't wanna conversate, you talkin' to the feds, nigga (What the fuck?)
Make somethin' shake while I'm sober, I don't need meds, nigga (I don't need meds, nigga)
Think before you act, 'bout lil Jimm, they bustin' heads, nigga (On gang)
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