Really is he that rich
Really if he leave his phone open will she hack it
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I'm him
I'm him, I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm really him
I'm him, I'm really him
I'm him
And she's her
She a snack I don't mean dessert
Heard your last mixtape need work
I'm in the I8 driving berserk (skrt, skrt, skrt)
No he can't blend in 'cause he too nervous
Walk inside the building n' they attracted like madness
3 AM in Vegas and I'm slappin' March Madness
Trappin' when I land I ain't pulling up with baggage
Point me to the men's cause I'm buying all the baggies
If she catch me cheating then I'm turning into Shaggy
No going back and forth with niggas I'm not interactive
Every day I'm busting something right up out the plastic
Baby she the best appreciate her like a asset
Steer me in the right direction, show me where the cash is
Really is he that rich
Really is he savage
Really is he macking
Really if he leave his phone open will she hack it
No she won't
I'm him
I'm him, I'm him, I'm him
I'm him, I'm really him
I'm him, I'm really him
I'm him
And she's her
She a snack I ain't talking dessert
Heard your last mixtape needs work
I'm in the I8 driving berserk
He can't hang out 'cause he too nervous
House way up in the hills no service
I keep the Iron Man on me like Jarvis
In the Tesla I don't parallel park it
They say we can't smoke, f*ck it still spark it (woah)
Throw your CD in the garbage
Million dollar nigga but I need a bargain
Cleanest, meanest rapping I mean that
In the same Forces Fat Joe had in Lean Back
HBK yeah you know how we play
And I can't quit all I know is, all I know is
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Come on