Him
(Um, um, um)
She ask me if I'm that guy, and I told her I'm him (oh-woah)
Bitch I'm talking to two bad bitches right now
Leave 'em on read (leave 'em on, uh, ay)
Bitch I do what I do what I rap
I ain't really telling no fibs (telling no fibs, ay)
Bitch I do what I do what I rap
I ain't really telling no fibs (ay, uh, ay-ay-ay)
Bitch I told her I was that guy
When she really asked if I'm him (oh-woah)
Had to block lil shawty out
Cause she wasn't here before win (here before, uh, ay)
I just did it for the real ones
None of these fake pretends (fake pretends, uh)
Had to buy my whole block out
Now they never paying no rent (paying no, ay)
I got too much damn money, I don't even know what to spend (too much)
I got too much damn money,
Man, you is my foe not my kin (foe not my, ay)
I got like twelve bad bitches
And they all sucking my dick (sucking my, uh, ay)
She hop on my dick like a bunny
I ain't talking no Nesquick (uh-uh-uh-uh-uh)
It feel like my closet bipolar
The way it keep throwing these fits
I'm just steady tryna get my cheese
I ain't talking 'bout no Ritz ('bout no, uh, ay)
Bitch I'm going out all the time
I ain't talking 'bout no blitz (yeah)
Got double C on my jeans, but I ain't really no Crip (uh, woah)
Bitch I'm really cool (ay-ay)
Bitch I'm really cool (yeah)
Get her pussy wet like Kalahari wit them pools (yeah, yeah, yeah, um)
They be using me to get up like stool (like stool)
They used to push me away, now we all cool (we cool)
I shoot a shot from the middle like Poole (ay)
And I rock all designer, lil bitch, I'm so cool (ay-ay)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
She asked me if I'm that guy, and I told her I'm him
Bitch I'm talking to two bad bitches right now
Leave 'em on read (leave 'em on, uh, ay)
Bitch I do what I do what I rap
I ain't really telling no fibs (ay)
Bitch I do what I do what I rap
I ain't really telling no fibs (I ain't)
Bitch I told her I was that guy
When she really asked if I'm him (oh-woah)
Had to block lil shawty out
Cause she wasn't here before win (here before, uh, ay)
I just did it for the real ones
None of these fake pretends (fake pretends, uh)
Had to buy my whole block out
Now they never paying no rent (paying no, ay)
She ask me if I'm that guy, and I told her I'm him (oh-woah)
Bitch I'm talking to two bad bitches right now
Leave 'em on read (leave 'em on, uh, ay)
Bitch I do what I do what I rap
I ain't really telling no fibs (telling no fibs, ay)
Bitch I do what I do what I rap
I ain't really telling no fibs (ay, uh, ay-ay-ay)
Bitch I told her I was that guy
When she really asked if I'm him (oh-woah)
Had to block lil shawty out
Cause she wasn't here before win (here before, uh, ay)
I just did it for the real ones
None of these fake pretends (fake pretends, uh)
Had to buy my whole block out
Now they never paying no rent (paying no, ay)
I got too much damn money, I don't even know what to spend (too much)
I got too much damn money,
Man, you is my foe not my kin (foe not my, ay)
I got like twelve bad bitches
And they all sucking my dick (sucking my, uh, ay)
She hop on my dick like a bunny
I ain't talking no Nesquick (uh-uh-uh-uh-uh)
It feel like my closet bipolar
The way it keep throwing these fits
I'm just steady tryna get my cheese
I ain't talking 'bout no Ritz ('bout no, uh, ay)
Bitch I'm going out all the time
I ain't talking 'bout no blitz (yeah)
Got double C on my jeans, but I ain't really no Crip (uh, woah)
Bitch I'm really cool (ay-ay)
Bitch I'm really cool (yeah)
Get her pussy wet like Kalahari wit them pools (yeah, yeah, yeah, um)
They be using me to get up like stool (like stool)
They used to push me away, now we all cool (we cool)
I shoot a shot from the middle like Poole (ay)
And I rock all designer, lil bitch, I'm so cool (ay-ay)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
(Lil bitch I'm so cool)
She asked me if I'm that guy, and I told her I'm him
Bitch I'm talking to two bad bitches right now
Leave 'em on read (leave 'em on, uh, ay)
Bitch I do what I do what I rap
I ain't really telling no fibs (ay)
Bitch I do what I do what I rap
I ain't really telling no fibs (I ain't)
Bitch I told her I was that guy
When she really asked if I'm him (oh-woah)
Had to block lil shawty out
Cause she wasn't here before win (here before, uh, ay)
I just did it for the real ones
None of these fake pretends (fake pretends, uh)
Had to buy my whole block out
Now they never paying no rent (paying no, ay)
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Writer(s): Callaway Redd
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