I’m Him Lyrics by Larry June
I’m dippin’ through traffic
Blues in pockets
My records is hot
These hoes is flockin’
I’m checkin my bag
I’m thinking the worst
I smack from the back til her legs shake
You know what it do
You know that I’m him
You thought it was good cuz I ain’t drop for a minute
But n**** I’m a cold piece
Paid cash n**** no lease
I’m walkin’ through the club and my fit is clean
No label on the shirt but it cost me a G
Got money in my pockets
And Cardo on the beat
Used to sip cuddy bangs
When I lived in the V (Vallejo)
I rolled that dice
I took that chance
Girl you lookin’ hella good I should be your man
I’m dipping
Whole nother mission
I’m winning, so these hoes pay attention
N**** I’m him, him, him, him
N**** I’m him, him, him, him, him, him
Him, him, him, him
Bitch I’m him, him, him, him
N***** see me winnin’ I’m on go mode
Made a couple million no promo
Runnin’ up a bag I don’t chase hoes
Runnin’ up a bag I don’t chase hoes
First off bitch you know I don’t play that shit
Bitch I work too hard to get this shit
Move after move puttin’ plays in daily
Now everybody think I owe them something and its crazy
Invest in yourself but still have a lil fun
And make sure your outcome always income
And understand everybody not with you foreal
Put in that work and make time for your kids
I ain’t drove my Grand Nash in a good minute
But everytime I’m in it man it’s a good feeling
Man, I swear this rap shit getting tricky
Now everywhere I go man I gotta keep blicky
Full time Father so I gotta plan ahead
If you ain’t addin’ value bitch hop out my bed
Real street n**** you can tell when I talk
If I want it I’ma get it n**** fuck what it costs
N**** I’m him, him, him, him
N**** I’m him, him, him, him, him, him (damn)
Him, him, him, him
Bitch I’m him, him, him, him
N**** see me winnin’ I’m on go mode
Made a couple million no promo
Runnin’ up a bag I don’t chase hoes
Runnin’ up a bag I don’t chase hoes