Baby E. - Jimmy Butler Lyrics

My lil' nigga seventeen, he shootin' shit like Jimmy Butler
This exotic weed, nah, we don't sell OG or f*ck with Bubba
Yeah, she thick and she blew me a kiss
Her ass fat like a bubble, I got shit to do

After we f*cked, nah, baby, I can't cuddle
Shit, I'm drippin' down, everywhere I step, yeah, it's a puddle
F*ck her in full nelson and beat it up, I'm Mr. Royal rumble when I was in Vegas, shit, I pour a four

I ain't never talk to stunna she need me sap
So I pulled in the back, I said, baby, I'm comin
Im versatile my nigga OD'd off of Percs
Put him down, nigga's bozo as a bitch

Nah, it ain't shit to kill a clown
I'm tryna move my granny cribs
And buy her a big house, my mama want a truck
I'ma buy her that, and whatever else, the gang changed

So I'm just grindin', I'm just doin' it by myself
I was bad as hell as a kid, my mama whooped me with a belt But I deserve it as a parent, mama i don't want nobody else
F*ck how you feel about me I'm gon' always stay true to myself

I ain't been high in a lil minute, don't sip, wock or smoke spinach
My nigga hard-headed, he just buy guns, but don't listen
He really kill shit, he shoot shit, nah, he don't post with it
If you ain't kill him, why the f*ck you even tryna diss him

Had a vibe, the independence, I don't know why we ain't work out
She got her own shit, she cool as hell, and she even work out
We never argue, ain't no need for her to even cuss me out
Only girl that I ain't cheat on, she lovin' me, and I need it now

Bitch don't wanna feel secure, they tryna use that man for money
My cousin changed, so I'ma slime em out and make his nose real runny
All them face shots he try to get away, shoot em while he runnin
Before I took this music shit serious, I had my phone jumpin

Granny yellin' at me, cause she see me runnin' in and out
She know exactly what I'm doin', don't want the bows inside her house
Wherever my ass finna go, just know that it's a walkin' trap
Ps inside a book bag, bows of za , they gettin' piggybacked

My lil' nigga seventeen, he shootin' shit like Jimmy Butler
This exotic weed, nah, we don't sell OG or f*ck with bubba
Yeah, she thick, and she blew me a kiss, her ass fat like a bubble
I got shit to do after we f*ck, nah, baby, I can't cuddle

Shit don't drippin down everywhere I step, yeah, it's a puddle
F*ck her and full Nelson, beat it up, I'm Mr. Royal Rumble
When I was in Vegas, shit, I pour a 4 I ain't never talk to stuntin
She need me sap, so I pull in the back, I said, baby, I'm comin', uh

Uh, uh, I said, baby, I'm comin', I'm on the way
Uh, I said, baby, I'm comin', I'm on the way
I said, baby, I'm comin', I'm on the way