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HIM
27
Hip-Hop/Rap
HIM è stato pubblicato il 18 febbraio 2022 da Xposure Music come parte dell'album DT3
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AlbumDT3
Data di uscita18 febbraio 2022
EtichettaXposure Music
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM95

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joey Trap
Joey Trap
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Joseph Kirkpatrick
Justin Joseph Kirkpatrick
Lyrics

Testi

Ay, baby I know that I'm him, you do not have to tell me (Oh Skinny, you wildin', ****)
Oh they like this one, huh? Aight
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 ****, you can Zelle me
I'm savage, I 'prolly could just sell beef
Bitch, 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 life, haha
****, ay, I'm the new Louise
All these diamonds dancing on my arm made a new Chris Breezy
Flew a bad bitch from Dubai, that's my new habibi
Serve a white boy out the trunk, I'm the new G-Eazy
****, I been woke since young
We was selling soap at the door, we was steppin' cut
How you got a job and you broke? **** work for none
White Rolls Royce and a pole and I hang with Russians
****, brick man whippin' up a pot, why would **** 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 **** scared, I would've killed 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, bitch, 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 bitch 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 **** too hot, cause this rain burnin'
I know that you payin' full price, we not the same person
Aight
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 ****, you can Zelle me
Oh, Skinny, you wildin'
Written by: Justin Joseph Kirkpatrick
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