joey trap - him lyrics
him lyrics
[intro]
ay, baby i know that i’m him, you do not have to tell me (oh skinny, you wildin’, n+gga)
oh they like this one, huh? aight
[chorus]
ay, baby i know that i’m him, you do not have to tell me
rollin with the zazi i know you can smell me
i ain’t frontin’, you know pack, my n+gga, you can zelle me
[verse]
i’m savage, i ‘prolly could just sell beef
b+tch, i know that i’m him, i do not have to+aight
i know that i’m him, i do not have to act like y’all do
we was on the corner with the brick, he serving dog food
i might as well just set up a lil’ store like when the mall do
if fiends is lining up, stay at the doorway ’til i call you
i know that i’m him, you do not have to say it twice, mama
ay, let me hit you right, mama
rollin with the thang cause i don’t like drama
all this ammunition take his lifе, haha
n+gga, ay, i’m the new louise
all thеse diamonds dancing on my arm made a new chris breezy
flew a bad b+tch from dubai, that’s my new habibi
serve a white boy out the trunk, i’m the new g+eazy
n+gga, i been woke since young
we was selling soap at the door, we was steppin’ cut
how you got a job and you broke? n+ggas work for none
white rolls royce and a pole and i hang with russians
n+gga, brick man whippin’ up a pot, why would n+ggas stop
big chops and the stove hot, serving big rocks
big shawn with a big beam, you don’t bounce back
stay calm, he actin fake cause he don’t trap
i don’t leave the crib without my gun, it make me feel lucky
all these horror movie n+ggas scared, i would’ve k!lled chucky
leave his body locked inside the trap, it’s smelling real funky
i done gave your baby mama tar, she a real junkie
ay
ay, you tryna be my wife, b+tch, but you not working
you ain’t bringing nothing to the table ‘cept that ass twerking
even though i got a big cup+ aight
even though i got big cup, that’s your b+tch slurping
every time i pull the benz up, i be laying, serving
i was 17 with 10s up, we was chain servin’
i know that a n+gga too hot, cause this rain burnin’
i know that you payin’ full price, we not the same person
aight
[chorus]
ay, baby i know that i’m him, you do not have to tell me
rollin with the zazi i know you can smell me
i ain’t frontin’, you know pack, my n+gga, you can zelle me
[outro]
oh, skinny, you wildin’
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