Him

Point 'em out, point 'em out, point 'em out, point 'em out

Point 'em out, point 'em out, point 'em out, watch him panic

Got two chains on, I'm too lit, got one watch on my wrist

I'm riding around and I'm getting it, I'm young, but I ain't ignant

They keep asking, "Who the hell you think you are?"

Him, him, him, him, and him

They keep asking, "Who the hell you think you is?"

Him, him, him, him, and him

Been the best in this game for a minute

If I want it then I'm gonna go get it

Ain't no asking, you know I'ma spend it

I don't go back and forth like it's tennis

I'm in mode, I been locked on a mission

Keep it G, I ask God as my witness

I'm not pressing my bro of suspicion

Never pressing my bro of suspicion

She from NOLA, she got superstition

I'm not waiting and hoping and wishing

I'm not stopping, I'm balling relentless

I'ma stepper, I'm standing on business

And the rumors, I'm minding my business

I'm a tutor, teach you how to get it

I tap in with the ones in your city

We make movies, we all the way with it

Point 'em out, point 'em out, point 'em out, point 'em out

Point 'em out, point 'em out, point 'em out, watch him panic

Got two chains on, I'm too lit, got one watch on my wrist

I'm riding around and I'm getting it, I'm young, but I ain't ignant

They keep asking, "Who the hell you think you are?"

Him, him, him, him, and him

They keep asking, "Who the hell you think you is?"

Him, him, him, him, and him

I told the people, "Yessir, I'm him"

I did the impossible, but I'm not Kim

Got a big body Escalade, F on the rim

Hit lil' buddy with a blitz, we gon' study his film

I ain't gotta say nothin', they know it's for real

Country lil' boy, tryna get me a mill

You want you some problems, you got you a deal

Mr. Bushwick Bill, tell me how ya feel

No, I'm from not Dallas, but yes, I'ma cowboy

We 'dem boys, we making loud noise

Staying fresh to death, yeah, I be looking like an Altoid

Got a defensive line that'll make 'em sit down, boy

Built like a D lineman, but still making touchdowns

Beat 'em in they hometown, I ain't hear not one sound

I been a big bully since I was on the playground

Now I'm all grown up and I still don't play around

Ride on

Point 'em out, point 'em out, point 'em out, point 'em out

Point 'em out, point 'em out, point 'em out, watch him panic

Got two chains on, I'm too lit, got one watch on my wrist

I'm riding around and I'm getting it, I'm young, but I ain't ignant

They keep asking, "Who the hell you think you are?"

Him, him, him, him, and him

They keep asking, "Who the hell you think you is?"

Him, him, him, him, and him

For real