These niggas bitches man, what the f*ck be hell wrong with them ?
I pop out trim as hell, I swear to God, it ain't no cloning him
She suck it sloppy, she Chinese, I'm pulling her pony hair
I can't see nobody he not me, what the f*ck is wrong with him ? (I'm Him)
Let's turn up the pressure, you niggas ain't on my level
5.56 put em together, I shoot this bitch thru the leather
We ah spin a block in any weather, when it rain, go need umbrella
Box on the back of this bitch, when I up this stick, I'll shoot this bitch at whoever
We play ball with the opps and thots, we just been scorin'
F*ck that bitch I'm tired of her kick her out, she thought she was staying til the morning
Drive it like a Nascar, stomped the paddle I'm in a foreign
Rocking shows when I'm performing but I can never be a sellout
In the cat when it's time to bring hell out
Gotta bag on his head it's a man down
F*ck a vest we aiming for heads now
Beanie Sigel I'll make a nigga get down
I remember all em nights I stayed down
Onnat block by myself you wasn't around
Ima big dog never needed a handout
Got some shit on my lap move the whole crowd
Got this shit off the muscle did no poutin'
I had to switch lanes now they rerouting
Found a plug, I felt like Chapo
I been ballin' with my brothers like Lonzo
I been ballin' like it's no tomorrow, drivin' fast tryna' break the throttle
Niggas crashing don't got shit to die for
All my feelings they stuck in the bottle
I say wait, you don't gotta leave your friends, really all y'all can come with me
I'm from the trenches but I can take you places you never seen
Show you some finer things, you ain't gon' wanna leave
I promise I got your answer by any means
These niggas bitches man, what the f*ck be hell wrong with them ?
I pop out trim as hell, I swear to God, it ain't no cloning him
She suck it sloppy, she Chinese, I'm pulling her pony hair
I can't see nobody he not me, what the f*ck is wrong with him ? (I'm Him)
Let's turn up the pressure, you niggas ain't on my level
5.56 put em together, I shoot this bitch thru the leather
We ah spin a block in any weather, when it rain, go need umbrella
Box on the back of this bitch, when I up this stick, I'll shoot this bitch at whoever
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These niggas bitches man, what the f*ck be hell wrong with them ?
I pop out trim as hell, I swear to God, it ain't no cloning him
She suck it sloppy, she Chinese, I'm pulling her pony hair
I can't see nobody he not me, what the f*ck is wrong with him ? (I'm Him)
Let's turn up the pressure, you niggas ain't on my level
5.56 put em together, I shoot this bitch thru the leather
We ah spin a block in any weather, when it rain, go need umbrella
Box on the back of this bitch, when I up this stick, I'll shoot this bitch at whoever
We play ball with the opps and thots, we just been scorin'
F*ck that bitch I'm tired of her kick her out, she thought she was staying til the morning
Drive it like a Nascar, stomped the paddle I'm in a foreign
Rocking shows when I'm performing but I can never be a sellout
In the cat when it's time to bring hell out
Gotta bag on his head it's a man down
F*ck a vest we aiming for heads now
Beanie Sigel I'll make a nigga get down
I remember all em nights I stayed down
Onnat block by myself you wasn't around
Ima big dog never needed a handout
Got some shit on my lap move the whole crowd
Got this shit off the muscle did no poutin'
I had to switch lanes now they rerouting
Found a plug, I felt like Chapo
I been ballin' with my brothers like Lonzo
I been ballin' like it's no tomorrow, drivin' fast tryna' break the throttle
Niggas crashing don't got shit to die for
All my feelings they stuck in the bottle
I say wait, you don't gotta leave your friends, really all y'all can come with me
I'm from the trenches but I can take you places you never seen
Show you some finer things, you ain't gon' wanna leave
I promise I got your answer by any means
These niggas bitches man, what the f*ck be hell wrong with them ?
I pop out trim as hell, I swear to God, it ain't no cloning him
She suck it sloppy, she Chinese, I'm pulling her pony hair
I can't see nobody he not me, what the f*ck is wrong with him ? (I'm Him)
Let's turn up the pressure, you niggas ain't on my level
5.56 put em together, I shoot this bitch thru the leather
We ah spin a block in any weather, when it rain, go need umbrella
Box on the back of this bitch, when I up this stick, I'll shoot this bitch at whoever
I pop out trim as hell, I swear to God, it ain't no cloning him
She suck it sloppy, she Chinese, I'm pulling her pony hair
I can't see nobody he not me, what the f*ck is wrong with him ? (I'm Him)
Let's turn up the pressure, you niggas ain't on my level
5.56 put em together, I shoot this bitch thru the leather
We ah spin a block in any weather, when it rain, go need umbrella
Box on the back of this bitch, when I up this stick, I'll shoot this bitch at whoever
We play ball with the opps and thots, we just been scorin'
F*ck that bitch I'm tired of her kick her out, she thought she was staying til the morning
Drive it like a Nascar, stomped the paddle I'm in a foreign
Rocking shows when I'm performing but I can never be a sellout
In the cat when it's time to bring hell out
Gotta bag on his head it's a man down
F*ck a vest we aiming for heads now
Beanie Sigel I'll make a nigga get down
I remember all em nights I stayed down
Onnat block by myself you wasn't around
Ima big dog never needed a handout
Got some shit on my lap move the whole crowd
Got this shit off the muscle did no poutin'
I had to switch lanes now they rerouting
Found a plug, I felt like Chapo
I been ballin' with my brothers like Lonzo
I been ballin' like it's no tomorrow, drivin' fast tryna' break the throttle
Niggas crashing don't got shit to die for
All my feelings they stuck in the bottle
I say wait, you don't gotta leave your friends, really all y'all can come with me
I'm from the trenches but I can take you places you never seen
Show you some finer things, you ain't gon' wanna leave
I promise I got your answer by any means
These niggas bitches man, what the f*ck be hell wrong with them ?
I pop out trim as hell, I swear to God, it ain't no cloning him
She suck it sloppy, she Chinese, I'm pulling her pony hair
I can't see nobody he not me, what the f*ck is wrong with him ? (I'm Him)
Let's turn up the pressure, you niggas ain't on my level
5.56 put em together, I shoot this bitch thru the leather
We ah spin a block in any weather, when it rain, go need umbrella
Box on the back of this bitch, when I up this stick, I'll shoot this bitch at whoever
Writer: Kenyon Clemons
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