M33ch - I'm Him

Tell them niggas that we be outside with it we roll up
Feel like i'm bron i'm rocking 23 you know i'm on one
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Iced out rollie and five just want that new FN
Told them niggas I don't smoke and now i'm rolling up again
Tell em that we finished loading clips and now we spin again
Tell em that we really totin' shit my niggas really bend
And if I ain't got my Glock we throw these bitches fade just like a trim
Them hollow tips they get the blowin' niggas now they like a blimp
These bitches gone try to control a nigga they must know I'm him
Ain't say it in a moment nigga it's RIP my brodie ram
Know they all gone try to hate on me but three don't give a damn
Tell her if she wanna post me then go put it on the spam
Got to puttin' up the taurus with the 30 it'll the jam
Then I put the 30 in the 40 now this bitch be goin' blam
She wanna fuck me now she hate on me
These bitches snakes and now they prey on me
Now shawty probably mad cause she can't lay on me
And shawty peep and now now she know I'm on her ass and she can't fake on me
Prolly a put a nigga in a body bag and now the jakes on me
Now you mad cuz you peeped you the one that changed on me
Shawty prolly want head I ain't got no brain on me
Bet you can't name no nigga that left no stain on me
And now you tryna paint a pic can't leave no frame on me
Man why I got these bitches out here really tryna change it up on me
It always been like that these bitches can't get enough of me
And they like why you spin like that cause all my niggas we be coming deep
And they like why you get rid of her like that cause she can't even comfort me
Iced out rollie and five just want that new FN
Told them niggas I don't smoke and now i'm rolling up again
Tell em that we finished loading clips and now we spin again
Tell em that we really totin' shit my niggas really bend
And if I ain't got my Glock we throw these bitches fade just like a trim
Them hollow tips they get the blowin' niggas now they like a blimp
These bitches gone try to control a nigga they must know I'm him
Ain't say it in a moment nigga it's RIP my brodie ram
Sneak dissin' on my name and they ain't knowing I can hear em
My niggas poppin' out then poppin' up like we be disappearin
Had to tell this bitch that she be irritatin' like her name was karen
Might put a face on like I'm jealous but I really don't be caring
Like fuck a hellcat all my niggas we could peel in them mclarens
Why shawty thinkin' that she doin' somethin' I block her like I'm Jaren
Gotta keep a bad bitch on freaky shit like she ain't got no parents
And she ain't gotta wear no makeup i'ma still fuck with her appearance
Man why the opps think that they cool like we bowling bitch we sparing
Think they gon' talk behind my back and try to dap me up I dare em
Why they keep tryna beef about a bitch better keep it cool we sharing
And if I lose a bitch I gain a bitch that's why I don't be caring
They must not know my niggas be paintin' shit like we all do ceramics
They must not know my niggas be throwin' bullets like we all play for kansas
My niggas peel off like some rocket ships but best believe we landed
Ain't got the glock and then I'm socking shit cause I know I can't stand em
Iced out rollie and five just want that new FN
Told them niggas I don't smoke and now i'm rolling up again
Tell em that we finished loading clips and now we spin again
Tell em that we really totin' shit my niggas really bend

Written by:
Ametriyus Thomas

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