Fraks on Fraks on fraks they like yo Frak
You got more soul than Gandolf’s soul patch
Who your woman calling? Jimmer on the dial
You got less soul than a ginger in denial
That’s balderdash, un-levened so challaback
Catch me playing rage cage and wiping with my college app
Sports sports sports sports, yell it till my lungs soar
If I don’t win the swag bag im running to the gun store
Let that boy cook, let it simmer baby
Jimmer stroke from three, I’m yellin jimmer baby!

Whetetet swag swag swag brangtangtang
Smash bang fusion, ya its dat smash bang smang
Call me gabe mcloclo, punk rock twangtwangtwang
Call me a bonobo, penis fencing orangtangs
No homo
Blow me like an obo
Runnin from the popo
Cuz I fought some old folks
Hoes on mah dick cuz I look like zorro
And I let that bullshit pass like torro
I look like a hobo and yoko ono
Lean like a cholo, that shit loco
Im on the gold road like toto
I need a video right now, slowmo
Got the crowd movin up and down like a yoyo
Hoes on mah dick cuz I look like bono
Jimmer I be morman, Running though my hormones
Cuz I got 32 bitches, and 4 hoes
They get 1 and they need more like Costco
Jimmer stroke from 3, in your ojos

I love basketball, game time, suit up
Whose up? Too cut? Nah dude that’s too clutch
Its like byu, when you’re career ended
Cuz if your fckin jimmers bitches, you get suspended
Stroke it from halfcourt get bank like backboards
Like frank gore, that’s dank, ya we back worts
The situation change when the worts in it
Im on some mike Jordan korver shit
Put a fork in it, till you forfeit it
At least you had good sportsmanship
Im on a one man team on some norbit shit
Im ballin like bow-wow post orphanage
And I dodge all the hate like morpheus
Bring the orbits, organs, and orchestra in
That’s a game changer, thas what we about
Shhh t t t t, shut your mouth
Im getting it wet, they think I’m a swimmer
Left hand fredette, right hand jimmer