Jimmy Butler ft. 7URBØ™ Lyrics

Shorty can't get any bags, ha

No shorty not getting no bags, nah

A young nigga cannot relax, nah

Them niggas losing got me laughing

Nah, shorty can't get any bags, nah

I'm working too hard for the money I cannot relax, nah

The niggas losing got me laughing, ha ha

Think you in the lead but I past you ha

Fly than a muhfucka

If you fucking with me or you fucking with squad

Then your ass gon' die like a muhfucka

Talk a lot on the net if we see you that's it

If my niggas hop out don't you run from us

He not a fighter he a lover

Boy we came from the gutter

Imma buy some chains for my brothers

I ball and get buckets

It's like my name Jimmy Butler

No

Don't got any time for these hoes

They just want the money the dough

So I'm kicking them right out the door

Everything I make is gas

Run up a bag like I'm running in track

Going off on they ass

Tryna take the money bitch we gon' get it back

Leave marks on his skin like a rash

Work harder than everybody else

They know I been working my ass off

Imma get the diamonds Cartier

Just wait till a young nigga blast off

Look at them flexing they chain that's aluminum

Niggas fake so I cannot be cool with them

Balling on niggas no Shaqtin' A Fool on them

I'm balling for bags bitch I might go for two of them

Yes get two of them

Hate my music but now my shit grew on them

Feeling confident till my shit ruin them

U-Haul on niggas cause that's how we moving them

Young nigga sing and rap yeah bitch I do it all

Niggas lying on the net

Them niggas fake that's why I can't fool with yall

Imma put some diamonds on my neck

They see the VVs shining on my chest

Put on designer knowing imma flex

Imma pull all them hoes just to flex on my ex

Them hoes want some money but I want the sex

Nah, shorty can't get any bags, nah

I'm working too hard for the money I cannot relax, nah

The niggas losing got me laughing, ha ha

Think you in the lead but I past you ha

Fly than a muhfucka

If you fucking with me or you fucking with squad

Then your ass gon' die like a muhfucka

Talk a lot on the net if we see you that's it

If my niggas hop out don't you run from us

He not a fighter he a lover

Boy we came from the gutter

Imma buy some chains for my brothers

I ball and get buckets

It's like my name Jimmy Butler