Him Lyrics

The best advice I got from somebody

What my partner told me, man

Is three kinds of people in the world

You know, like, it's people that sit back and watch everybody else do everything

Ball out, have fun, not have fun and all that

Or just, they just sit back and just watch, you know what I mean

And talk about what everybody else doing or how he balled, and this and that

Then you got the people that want to do it

That just don't do it, you know what I mean

Then you got the people, you know what I mean, that do it

I'm on a different kinda time, smoking some shit you can't find

Prada shades on like I'm blind, they gone throw shade all the time

All i know is money on mind, all I know is I been on my grind

That was your bitch, now she mine

Fuck her like I'm trying to break her spine

Oou Yeah, she fuck me good so she get ysl

I fuck with the plug cause I got clientele

I keep it lowbut I get high as hell

I move how I move cause they probably a tell

They ain't no killers, they like Ezel

Fetti go hard, she like to yell

I give a D like Raja Bell

She hit the head, sloppy as hell

Fuck how you feel, bitch I'm here for real

These niggas try to move just like me, yeah, they my twins for real

These punches like Mike so they gon' bite like Holyfield

I prayed all my life hit the coke with the ice, I'm sold for real

Fuck how you feel, bitch I'm him for real

She like what I like, Low key, yeah, that's my twin for real

These punches like Mike so they gon' bite like Holyfield

I prayed all my life hit the coke with the ice, I'm so for real

They ain't know what I had in store

My seat back, peddle to the floor

I'm just tryna up my credit score

Fucking on a bitch, you can't score

I told her mop it up, like a chore

Like she ain't never give head before

Pussy too good to ignore

And she keep the hammer like Thor

And she gon' slide, she with the shit

Pressure applied , that mean we lit

Walk in them stores like I'm a need dis

They call me a clown, bitch now I'm it

I pray for my enemies, amen

They must not know how we play that

We make it count like 23

Shooting his shot when he faded

I feel like the niggas is hatin', I feel like it ain't

No debating , be more direct what you say then

You peep how we moving, okay then

Bitch I am him, what do you mean

Niggas be cappin', it's not what it seem

You see the knots, all stuffed in my jeans

I keep withdrawing like I am a fiend

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