Him.

Woah
Woah woah
Woah
Woah woah
Woah

We got straps like G.I. Joe
This jaunt slap like G.I. Jane
We got clips like Bennett Cole
We got hits like David bland
I stay on my X and O's
Y'all be lying
Y'all ain't main
I'm in touch wit figure four's
Business man
They figure eight's
How u figure that
I just saw the sign that said one way
Just like Kapernick
Hit one knee
Try n put me in the cage
Just like Fury, Nick
Found my team
Now all my bruddas great
I'm a royal prince in purple
So you know we make it rain

Drip Drip
Splash
Woo Woo
Yea I'm him

Off of the glass
Throw it to J
Best believe that we breaking the rim
All of these cars, cash, clothes
Still couldn't pay my sins
She asking me why am I winning so much
Simple
We not them
The Bible that's Sticks, Gats, Drums, Draco's
We hit em up
Tell 'em
"Lay low"
I'm trynna take her to Church & Caicos
I'm trynna take her to Turks & Caicos
I get to snapping I'm feeling like Thanos
Fighting my demons, you know I can face those
SolidRockWock call that Blueberry Faygo
Run up the sco' on them boys and they know



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Writer(s): Ryan Evans
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