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I'M Him
Hip-Hop/Rap
I'M Him was released on August 7, 2023 by Good Money Boyz Entertainment in Association With B@TZ as a part of the album ##LLC##
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Album##LLC##
Release DateAugust 7, 2023
LabelGood Money Boyz Entertainment in Association With B@TZ
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM144

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian G. Massey
Christian G. Massey
Songwriter
Tyler K. Patton
Tyler K. Patton
Songwriter

Lyrics

Y'all must've forgot who the fuck I was
Bitch, I'm him
You could say I'm back, but I never disappeared
Call me Lil' Patek
Yeah, I'm in and I'm out
He was talkin' that shit
Hit that boy in the mouth
She into fitness
She into fitness
She into fitness dick in her mouth
Police knock at the door
Put the Glock in the couch
That boy cap in his raps
What he talkin' about?
He all talk on the net
So I'm loggin' him out
When I fuck her, she lookin' like she finna pout
My bottle of Sprite is never clear
Where I'm from, that **** try to rob me
I'm a K Flock him
Shoot him in a Moncler
I'm a stingy **** with my Wock
No, I don't like to share
Call me B@T Gang Bruce Wayne
My crib look like lair
No, he ain't show up to his own show
Cause he saw that the B@TZ was on it
These ****'s talkin' that cap
Balongna
Hit that boy up with that macaroni
Chopper gon' make him hit the Macarena
My music be loud
I be wakin' my neighbors
Put your hand down, I ain't doin' no favors
I'm a stuffy me a Backy
Wrap it in a paper
Y'all must've forgot who the fuck I was
Bitch, I'm him
How many years I been doin' this music shit?
Shit, at least about ten
Only copped like eight lines this time
Should've at least bought ten
Yo, bitch, all on me and the gang
And we just walked in
You better tell that boy to stop all that capping
Catch him in public and that boy was lacking
And everyone looked at that boy like, what happened?
You want you a feature with me, then I'm taxing
Y'all must've forgot who the fuck I was
Bitch, I'm him
Y'all must've forgot who the fuck I was
Bitch, I'm him
Y'all must've forgot who the fuck I was
Bitch, I'm him
Y'all must've forgot who the fuck I was
Bitch, I'm him
I always be flexin' but don't hit the gym
I don't give a fuck for my bitch, I'm a simp
And I'm b-b-b-b-b-b-bad to the bone
And i can't fuck with that boy cause he ratted, he told
Off the Wock, got me swerving way out of control
If we catch that boy, then we upping the score
That boy be nervous, when he upping his pole
If you really bout it, then shoot it and go
All my **** bout it, my shooters on go
We spin on his block soon as we get the lo
Better watch for the pigs cause I'm finna huff
I'm finna puff, I'm finna blow
Yo, bitch, can't talk with this dick in her throat
I'm finna tell the bitch, drop the soap
These **** do not want smoke with $moke
Where I come from, it's the land of the snow
Y'all must've forgot who the fuck I was
Bitch, I'm him
Y'all must've forgot who the fuck I was
Said, bitch, I'm him
Written by: Christian G. Massey, Tyler K. Patton
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