Lyrics:
low, ain’t no secret we getting busy
I ain’t never been the robbing type if I want the shit you gone give it to me
Shooter like Jimmer fredette, yeah
My
Fredette
Shoot like Jimmer Fredette
Double up
Double up
Ballin on these niggas
Tell em double me up
2 bitches on me Double up
2 freezer on me Double up
2
Around wit them Tec’s
Scope on that bitch, I'm
Shooting from long range
Like I'm Jimmer Fredette
Your girl a freak, tryna' get in my pants
forty deep and hit the shot, look like Jimmer Fredette
Shit, the way they treat me in the Bay, I feel bigger than Steph
Next body ain't gon' cost
on fire and disappear yeah
Flowing with the strep and I'm better than the rest
I been in the gym 255 on my chest
I don't touch the rim on my shot Jimmer
I know you my nigga
Stop that
Stacking a mil I ain't taking no less
You say it's exotic not hitting your chest
Yeah I'm still balling like Jimmer
Vest fre (Fur) like I'm Dette (Jimmer Fredette)
Balls in yo face
I pull up like Jimmy
Go to war for that pussy, Iraq
Stuff my fat man in you hoe
Like
pair of Js
While eatin' with chopsticks I live in China
Black God in Shanghai
Jimmer Fredette Imma Shark on a beat not a Spider
Run it like 1 to the 2
and my neck (Oo)
Pull up with a flooded Patek
Chilling downtown, Jimmer Fredette
Heavy soles, Bottega
He want some smoke, put him in a Traeger
Ever since
to sideline, you'll ball like Jimmer Fredette
Noble-Man
With his noble plans
Is gonna take this big bad world on
And he can
And Noble-Man
With his own two hands
than Jimmer Fredette
Shit you can keep the MVP like Giannis
I respect that shit, I Promise
But the 'Ship Only thing on my mind
Team by my side, this
ain't read to guess the color that in that the confetti
So I be pull'n from deep, young Jimmer Fredette'y
Whether she truth and a heady
Or a boop
like a llama
Shooting from deep bitch, in China like Jimmer Fredette
Swear you got money bro, check again, you're in debt
Light the beam on that nigga
a winner
Let the smoke simmer, im so high
Shootin in september, Fredette no Jimmer
Except a lil slimmer and more nice
Dont call my phone with that bullshit
Born Born sinner, Finish line a winner
Let it simmer, Shordy whats dinner?
He do pinners, for dat (fredette) jus like he jimmer
Takeoff im finna need
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