Am Him
Hunnit bands i just took off
I Cant go back to trafficking
Im eatin at the waffle house
The baddest bitches walkin in
Its 3am
Invaded in yo trap
Took over like im zim
Lookin for that wha?
For that who?
Yea i am him
88 The band kid
Masked up like a bandit
Kno that they cant stand him
Do damage they like damn him
Critical conditions so medicinal im toking on
Everywhere i go that glizzy go
Catch a opp get em gone
Im from East Norlina drugland bummy
This that contra zone
Wrappin up the package syran wrap it
What yo junkies on
I heard pussy wanna see the smoke
Like he be on to something
See you out in public
Press the issue
Bet he wont do nothing
We knuck if you buck
You bring the ratchet
Ugly when we up it
Shootouts came in broad day
Hollows flying out in public
Think you went the wrong way
Can smell that you aint wit that thuggin
My villians up on the block control the paint
Like andre Drummond
Off the bank like tim duncan
Money loud cant hear nothing
Gas gas cookie crumble
I been playing this to humble
Said they couldnt hear me
Now i talk and they just want the mumble
Rap dont work its back to serving work
I make that trap do numbers
Hunnit bands i just took off
I Cant go back to trafficking
Im eatin at the waffle house
The baddest bitches walkin in
Its 3am
Invaded in yo trap took over like im zim
Lookin for that wha for that who
Yea i am him
I Cant go back to trafficking
Im eatin at the waffle house
The baddest bitches walkin in
Its 3am
Invaded in yo trap
Took over like im zim
Lookin for that wha?
For that who?
Yea i am him
88 The band kid
Masked up like a bandit
Kno that they cant stand him
Do damage they like damn him
Critical conditions so medicinal im toking on
Everywhere i go that glizzy go
Catch a opp get em gone
Im from East Norlina drugland bummy
This that contra zone
Wrappin up the package syran wrap it
What yo junkies on
I heard pussy wanna see the smoke
Like he be on to something
See you out in public
Press the issue
Bet he wont do nothing
We knuck if you buck
You bring the ratchet
Ugly when we up it
Shootouts came in broad day
Hollows flying out in public
Think you went the wrong way
Can smell that you aint wit that thuggin
My villians up on the block control the paint
Like andre Drummond
Off the bank like tim duncan
Money loud cant hear nothing
Gas gas cookie crumble
I been playing this to humble
Said they couldnt hear me
Now i talk and they just want the mumble
Rap dont work its back to serving work
I make that trap do numbers
Hunnit bands i just took off
I Cant go back to trafficking
Im eatin at the waffle house
The baddest bitches walkin in
Its 3am
Invaded in yo trap took over like im zim
Lookin for that wha for that who
Yea i am him
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Writer(s): Quentin Davis
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