Him Lyrics

I got jim and he got him wit em

Who is that?

Bitch that's me

And you know we comin trim Nigga

Dark shades on I ain't high I'm just him Nigga

I keep my fye incase I have to go and get a nigga

See I can get up on these beats and talk that Gangsta foreal

I apologize for my actions how I showed out at the Grill

I ain't nothing like you niggas don't need no pill just To drill

I'm off that drink and black and mild

It give me a thrill

I can fuck a bad bitch and make it look easy

We cross da tracks lil buddy toat that drake like He Came up wit Weezy

Runnin wit some bad asses snotty nose nigga head Peezy

In the field servin pieces

They want M but I got Ether

I'm a barber now I'm at you Niggas heads don't need No sweeper

Lil eater blowin up my line my bitch badder ion need Her

She asked me if I want the pussy or the head bitch Ion want neither

They say it's cheaper to keep her but I'll be better if I Leave her

I got jim and he got him wit em

Who is that?

Bitch that's me

And you know we comin trim Nigga

Dark shades on I ain't high I'm just him Nigga

I keep my fye incase I have to go and get a nigga