Das Him

作词 : Troy Lane/Cas van der Heijden/Mees van der Bruggen

作曲 : Troy Lane/Cas van der Heijden/Mees van der Bruggen

Oh, yeah, yeah

Oh

I get so high, I could sit on God's knees

I took LSD now I'm one with the trees

I bought her some Popeyes, she think she a queen

I **** her, I pop my head just like a splee

This ho must be French always talkin' 'bout "we"

We know damn as well what you see, you into me

I have no emotion when I'm on that bean

You gotta look twice just to see all my fleek

These hoes on my skin like a dog with some fleas

"Who havin' drip?" I'm like, "Who do you think?"

I open my eyes, she like, "Who do you see?"

Big red drip from Rick Owens tees

I walk in this bitch, she like, "Who is him?

I walk with the bag, they knew that was him

I ain't seen nobody that's cool as him

I'ma act brand new like, "Who is them?"

Who? Who? (Yeah)

Who? Who? (Dig?)

Who? Who? (Who?)

I'ma act brand new like, "Who is them?"

Who in the **** do you think you are

Think I'm the man, I think I'm a star

I got the Perc' and the Xans in a jar

Chanel on my lens, I can see far (Ha)

Yeah (Yeah)

I'm in the Tesla, I still park the car

She is impressive, she put that shit on

AMG Benz just pullin' up next to my car

We ain't the same, I be killing 'em all (Pew)

.40 gon' hit him, he long gone

Chanel, Number (N)ine on her trenchcoat

Giuseppe stepping on these little hoes

.40 gon' kiss him, no mistletoe

That bitch, he green, he Piccol

I told you these bitches is hoes, no gigol

Like a bird, she bend that shit over, she pigeon-toed (Brr)

That watch on my wrist, they mistake it for snow-globe (Ice)

My new ho from Austin, no Stone Cold

She ride the d**k, said she had found a new rode

I take these trips 'round the globe, I don't stop at all

Who? Who? (Dog with some fleas)

Who? Who? (Yeah)

Who? (What do you see?)

Who? (Dig?) Who? (Yeah)

I walk in this bitch, she like, "Who is him?

I walk with the bag, they knew that was him

I ain't seen nobody that's cool as him

I'ma act brand new like, "Who is them?"

Who? Who? (Yeah)

Who? Who? (Dig?)

Who? Who? (Who?)

I'ma act brand new like, "Who is them?"

Who in the **** do you think you are

Think I'm the man, I think I'm a star

I got the Perc' and the Xans in a jar

Chanel on my lens, I can see far

Far

(Yeah)

I get so high, I could sit on God's knees

I took LSD now I'm one with the trees

I bought her some Popeyes, she think she a queen

I **** her, I pop my head just like a splee

This ho must be French always talkin' 'bout "we"

We know damn as well what you see, you into me

I have no emotion when I'm on that bean

You gotta look twice just to see all my fleek

These hoes on my skin like a dog with some fleas

"Who havin' drip?" I'm like, "Who do you think?"

I open my eyes, she like, "Who do you see?"

Big red drip from Rick Owens tees

I walk in this bitch, she like, "Who is him?

I walk with the bag, they knew that was him

I ain't seen nobody that's cool as him

I'ma act brand new like, "Who is them?"

Who? Who? (Yeah)

Who? (What?) Who? (Dig?)

Who? Who? (Who?)

I'ma act brand new like, "Who is them?"

Who in the **** do you think you are

Think I'm the man, I think I'm a star

I got the Perc' and the Xans in a jar

Chanel on my lens, I can see far