"I'm Him" lyrics

(Nito what up my nigga?)
Yeah
([?])
[?] the motherfuckin' game with me nigga, no cap, BC, yeah yeah
(Nito)

[Money Man:]
I'm him, don't ask me no questions
These bitches be makin' assumptions
I'm standin' up inside the Cullinan
I'm spendin' this shit, I ain't budgin' it
My bitch, she dance at Magic
I'm pushin' the Maybach in traffic
I'm geeked on shrooms and acid
I'm stuntin' real harder than bastards
I'm swipin' I'm living for free (Free)
My youngin' be spinnin' for free (Free)
He wipe down that body for free (Let's go)
I'm takin' 'em bags for free (Free)
Ain't trickin', I hit it for free (Free)
I'm pullin' up AMG (Yeah)
Ferrari, the SUV (Let's go)
It's flipped, it came with a key

[BC Jroc:]
San Antonio, I got the pack with the pipe, and the pipe with the pack like I'm Tim
This water get deep, and I know it's gon' swim with the Lions and Tigers and Bears in the gym
They tryna boot up like they sponsored by [?]
Pull that camera out, put that lil' baby on film
That nigga so tough, but won't speak when I see him
She told me I'm feelin' myself — Bitch I'm him
I made that [?]
We all made an oath to get off and we sailed
That FN gon' chop down a tree to a stem
She do what I say like we playin' The Sims
I bet lil' bro don't go shoot above the rim
It's 5% tint, you can't see when you see him
A hundred racks tucked in the Denim [?]
Banana my clip, now they think I'm a chimp
This shit can get slippery, just hope you don't slip
Got so many sticks, made me feel like I'm TIP
If shit goin' left I'ma shoot off the rip
I bet they clear out once we empty the clip
Follow the protocol, you would get dipped
Not talmbout cleats once I step in the field
We been havin' bags we don't need that shit deal
We ballin' for real, on God

[Money Man:]
I'm him, don't ask me no questions
These bitches be makin' assumptions
I'm standin' up inside the Cullinan
I'm spendin' this shit, I ain't budgin' it
My bitch, she dance at Magic
I'm pushin' the Maybach in traffic
I'm geeked on shrooms and acid
I'm stuntin' real harder than bastards
I'm swipin' I'm living for free (Free)
My youngin' be spinnin' for free (Free)
He wipe down that body for free (Let's go)
I'm takin' 'em bags for free (Free)
Ain't trickin', I hit it for free (Free)
I'm pullin' up AMG (Yeah)
Ferrari, the SUV (Let's go)
It's flipped, it came with a key

I'm hackin' this shit, anonymous
I'm spittin' these shells at the opposites
I'm street, I'm not into politics
I'm geeked, I'm takin' off rocketing
I'm steady disturbin' the neighbours
From puffin' on all of these flavors
I'm catchin' a play at the [?]
I'm servin' while clutching ' the chopper
I'm pullin' these-
I'm pullin' these bitches up easy
I'm fryin' up limits so easy
My pockets, you know that they cheesy
I'm scammin', unlimited freebies
I take a bad bitch to the Wendys
Then after that we have a quickie
I send her back home with some giffy's
The way that I'm livin' is drippy
I'm flippin' on foreigns and VINs
I bought my lil' bitch a new Benz
I'm smashin' on all of her friends
I'm countin' these ‘Chos with a grin
It's true I'm really that guy
It's true I'm keepin' a fye
I'm pushin' the Rolls through Decatur
I don't give a fuck 'bout Dubai

I'm him, don't ask me no questions
These bitches be makin' assumptions
I'm standin' up inside the Cullinan
I'm spendin' this shit, I ain't budgin' it
My bitch, she dance at Magic
I'm pushin' the Maybach in traffic
I'm geeked on shrooms and acid
I'm stuntin' real harder than bastards
I'm swipin' I'm living for free (Free)
My youngin' be spinnin' for free (Free)
He wipe down that body for free (Let's go)
I'm takin' 'em bags for free (Free)
Ain't trickin', I hit it for free (Free)
I'm pullin' up AMG (Yeah)
Ferrari, the SUV (Let's go)
It's flipped, it came with a key