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Not Him
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Not Him was released on July 17, 2026 by IceBirds as a part of the album Neighborhood Superstar III
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Release DateJuly 17, 2026
LabelIceBirds
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM64

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Icebirds
Icebirds
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Sparrow
Jordan Sparrow
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
IceWater Black
IceWater Black
Producer

Lyrics

(IceWater Black wit' da ahh)
Supe
Boy, you better quit with all that lyin'
Hop in the car, I can teach you how to drive
If you ain't ready, not my kind
Too many racks and I had to go live
Went to the jeweler, bust down my time
Water my wrist, you can go take a dive
Water my wrist, let's go take a swim
Don't know who he is, I know he not Him
Cash in my pocket, I walk with a limp
I'm a big dog, these **** some shrimps
I'm gainin' weight and I don't need a gym
Don't play with that boy, he not one of them
I'm gettin' these coins, no Sonic
These boys is too little, some hobbits, ayy
I'm stuffin' this cash in my pocket, I ball like a Rocket, it ain't no touchin' me, ayy
Bitch, I'm the plug in the socket
Don't make me pop it, no, you can't fuck with me, ayy
He say he get money, I doubt it
For what I see, you know you ain't havin' it
Standin' ten toes off my feet, I'm in the street, my natural habitat, ayy
Don't know what they be sayin', we don't really do too much playin'
My mind on the money, I run up the bands
Only we gang, fuck a friend
"How much for the pants, IB?" Some shit that you can't even count on your hands
These **** ain't nothin' like me, these **** can still go call on they parents
Ridin exotic, ain't no help with that
Keep a bad bitch, that's 'cause I got racks
Ridin' two deep with a chop' in the back
You know where we at, we gotta stay strap
**** is claimin' your hat
How could I beef with a rat?
Fuck it, whippin' that shit back-to-back
MVP, go back-to-back
I never pay for the cat
And I never hang with a rat
Carry the gang on my back
Damn, you love her, I ain't gave her shit
Damn, droppin' a house on my wrist
I got your bitch in a lock like Kurt Angle
We got the streets on lock, every angle
Me and the money, we always entangled
Water my wrist, let's go take a swim
Don't know who he is, I know he not Him
Cash in my pocket, I walk with a limp
I'm a big dog, these **** some shrimps
I'm gainin' weight and I don't need a gym
Don't play with that boy, he not one of them
I'm gettin' these coins, no Sonic
These boys is too little, some hobbits, ayy
I'm stuffin' this cash in my pocket, I ball like a Rocket, it ain't no touchin' me, ayy
Bitch, I'm the plug in the socket
Don't make me pop it, no, you can't fuck with me, ayy
He say he get money, I doubt it
For what I see, you know you ain't havin' it
Standin' ten toes off my feet, I'm in the street, my natural habitat
Written by: Jordan Sparrow
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