"HIMSKI" lyrics
(Baby, give me some cash)
Huh
Brrt
Hmm, yeah
(You aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz)
Hmm, yeah
Shit, them boys'll put you in the skies, I'm screaming free the guys
What I made off a five-hour ride, you would be surprised
Park the car, dim the lights, I'ma tell you on the drive
Morning time, check the 'Gram, they gon' tell you if he died
I could look a nigga dead in his face, I could tell you if he lying
If she got a presi' or an Audemars, that's gon' tell you if she mine, huh
Riding 'round with a bad bitch in a foreign, let her drive, huh
In the whip playing little cuz 'cause, bae, you know you fine, huh
Niggas was balling, now they not, they took a paycut
He took a stomach shot, he in a coma, he ain't gon wake up
I ain't gon' lie, it's too much kickback on it, put the Drac' up
You know that I don't fuck with you, my nigga, I ain't gotta say much
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm himski
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm him, huh
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm himski
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm him
Huh, hundreds and fifties, big-ass titties
Hundreds and fifties, my bitch in Balenci'
Hundreds and fifties, big-ass titties
Hundreds and fifties, my bitch in Balenci'
I'm himski
I ain't never been a pick-me, huh
Pretty little bitch, she ain't nasty, she filthy
Play with my cornbread, get on your ass in a jiffy
I got so much fucking money, I can cash me a Bentley
Hmm, the shit I'm rocking vintage, I came from swiping giffies
I'ma make sure that you good when you come home, just do your sentence
Look, baby, you can't get this vibe nowhere, this shit just different
I been running up my bag, they say that I been acting distant
My favorite place to be up in the house is in the kitchen
When we was at the Westin, I'm mad I ain't have my Smith &
I'm really pushing pimping, I take care of all my bitches
Stewie, should've been a real family guy like Peter Griffin
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm himski
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm him, huh
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm himski
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm him
Huh, hundreds and fifties, big-ass titties
Hundreds and fifties, my bitch in Balenci'
Hundreds and fifties, big-ass titties
Hundreds and fifties, my bitch in Balenci'
I'm himski
Huh
Brrt
Hmm, yeah
(You aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz)
Hmm, yeah
Shit, them boys'll put you in the skies, I'm screaming free the guys
What I made off a five-hour ride, you would be surprised
Park the car, dim the lights, I'ma tell you on the drive
Morning time, check the 'Gram, they gon' tell you if he died
I could look a nigga dead in his face, I could tell you if he lying
If she got a presi' or an Audemars, that's gon' tell you if she mine, huh
Riding 'round with a bad bitch in a foreign, let her drive, huh
In the whip playing little cuz 'cause, bae, you know you fine, huh
Niggas was balling, now they not, they took a paycut
He took a stomach shot, he in a coma, he ain't gon wake up
I ain't gon' lie, it's too much kickback on it, put the Drac' up
You know that I don't fuck with you, my nigga, I ain't gotta say much
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm himski
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm him, huh
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm himski
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm him
Huh, hundreds and fifties, big-ass titties
Hundreds and fifties, my bitch in Balenci'
Hundreds and fifties, big-ass titties
Hundreds and fifties, my bitch in Balenci'
I'm himski
I ain't never been a pick-me, huh
Pretty little bitch, she ain't nasty, she filthy
Play with my cornbread, get on your ass in a jiffy
I got so much fucking money, I can cash me a Bentley
Hmm, the shit I'm rocking vintage, I came from swiping giffies
I'ma make sure that you good when you come home, just do your sentence
Look, baby, you can't get this vibe nowhere, this shit just different
I been running up my bag, they say that I been acting distant
My favorite place to be up in the house is in the kitchen
When we was at the Westin, I'm mad I ain't have my Smith &
I'm really pushing pimping, I take care of all my bitches
Stewie, should've been a real family guy like Peter Griffin
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm himski
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm him, huh
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm himski
Himski, I'm himski, I'm himski, I'm him
Huh, hundreds and fifties, big-ass titties
Hundreds and fifties, my bitch in Balenci'
Hundreds and fifties, big-ass titties
Hundreds and fifties, my bitch in Balenci'
I'm himski
