Him
Walk inside this bitch they like it's him again
All these racks inside my Goyard know I'm spending them
Fresh like cocoa know I'm coming trim again
Niggas hyped about a Richie I got ten of 'em
I'm him
I'm him
Who them
Who them
Went Virgil my Benz
New money no new friends
I'm him
I'm him
Who them
Who them
Day ones locked in
New money no new friends
Some shit call my phone I'm like who dis
He said this Benjamin
Old bitch call my phone she tryna catch up
She tryna be friends again
Weak niggas tryna be Fresh like me guess what
It ain't no synonyms
Virgil Maybach pull up look like mocha mixed with cinnamon
Pop one, fuck two bitches, threesome, foreplay let me see something
Five ways she make me cum
Can't trust gotta keep my piece on
Ten chains might put on each one
Pink RM looking like Easter, quality diamonds V1
Know its fuck that bitch can't keep one
Walk inside this bitch they like it's him again
All these racks inside my Goyard know I'm spending them
Fresh like cocoa know I'm coming trim again
Niggas hyped about a Richie I got ten of 'em
I'm him
I'm him
Who them
Who them
Went Virgil my Benz
New money no new friends
I'm him
I'm him
Who them
Who them
Day ones locked in
New money no new friends
This ain't Checkers bitch this Chess I'm finna checkmate
Slowed down on Wocky copped some weight now I'm in good shape
I flew this bitch in from Columbia with good shape
They tried to block me out the race now I'm in top place
I went black and white the Lambo they cannot race
This bitch done popped too many percs she got a locked face
I can tell that it's my time look at the watch face
This is not no BnB lil bitch this my place
You can fact check ain't no cap with me I ain't them rapper dudes
Told that bitch to check my bank account and check her attitude
We don't do no low vibrations this a higher altitude
Do this shit for all my folks and them just like a man should do
Walk inside this bitch they like it's him again
All these racks inside my Goyard know I'm spending them
Fresh like cocoa know I'm coming trim again
Niggas hyped about a Richie I got ten of 'em
I'm him
I'm him
Who them
Who them
Went Virgil my Benz
New money no new friends
I'm him
I'm him
Who them
Who them
Day ones locked in
New money no new friends
All these racks inside my Goyard know I'm spending them
Fresh like cocoa know I'm coming trim again
Niggas hyped about a Richie I got ten of 'em
I'm him
I'm him
Who them
Who them
Went Virgil my Benz
New money no new friends
I'm him
I'm him
Who them
Who them
Day ones locked in
New money no new friends
Some shit call my phone I'm like who dis
He said this Benjamin
Old bitch call my phone she tryna catch up
She tryna be friends again
Weak niggas tryna be Fresh like me guess what
It ain't no synonyms
Virgil Maybach pull up look like mocha mixed with cinnamon
Pop one, fuck two bitches, threesome, foreplay let me see something
Five ways she make me cum
Can't trust gotta keep my piece on
Ten chains might put on each one
Pink RM looking like Easter, quality diamonds V1
Know its fuck that bitch can't keep one
Walk inside this bitch they like it's him again
All these racks inside my Goyard know I'm spending them
Fresh like cocoa know I'm coming trim again
Niggas hyped about a Richie I got ten of 'em
I'm him
I'm him
Who them
Who them
Went Virgil my Benz
New money no new friends
I'm him
I'm him
Who them
Who them
Day ones locked in
New money no new friends
This ain't Checkers bitch this Chess I'm finna checkmate
Slowed down on Wocky copped some weight now I'm in good shape
I flew this bitch in from Columbia with good shape
They tried to block me out the race now I'm in top place
I went black and white the Lambo they cannot race
This bitch done popped too many percs she got a locked face
I can tell that it's my time look at the watch face
This is not no BnB lil bitch this my place
You can fact check ain't no cap with me I ain't them rapper dudes
Told that bitch to check my bank account and check her attitude
We don't do no low vibrations this a higher altitude
Do this shit for all my folks and them just like a man should do
Walk inside this bitch they like it's him again
All these racks inside my Goyard know I'm spending them
Fresh like cocoa know I'm coming trim again
Niggas hyped about a Richie I got ten of 'em
I'm him
I'm him
Who them
Who them
Went Virgil my Benz
New money no new friends
I'm him
I'm him
Who them
Who them
Day ones locked in
New money no new friends
Credits
Writer(s): Allen Ritter, Savas Oguz, Douglas Jordan, Austin Schindlerm
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.