HIM

[Intro: Co Cash] (Red, that ho so fuckin' bumpin', bruh) Ayy, so I just went and took some more time to reflect in the mirror and shit Lookin' at all the ice 'round my motherfuckin' neck It's just like that shit clicked, that motherfucker lit [Chorus: Co Cash] Young nigga poppin' shit, ballin', they callin' him poppa Bitch ain't touch the ball on the 'Gram Bankroll in pocket, that drank made me move a lil' wobbly So I might walk with a limp I keep the .40 on me, I might shoot from the three Guess that's why they compare me to Kemp Just bought a glee on the back, it's a box You get shot before you even make an attempt I'm a big fish in this water The bitch left with mе 'cause she say that her nigga's a shrimp Just wantеd to hit for the moment, ain't spendin' shit on ya I'm sendin' you right back to him You got a pretty lil' face and a body but, baby, that shit doesn't make you exempt Ho, what you thought it was? Told that lil' bitch that I'm him, you too busy fuckin' with them [Verse 1: Co Cash] Bitch, I'm that man, I'm that niggas I'm serious Niggas can't fuck with me, period I'm in Liberia rockin' Amiri, they made with expensive material I might turn this exotic Glock into a throwaway, fuck it, let's scratch off the serial Couple hundred on my jewelry, bet not get near it or they gonna be missin' 'em dearly We gotta keep it discreet, B&B or the suite, bitch, you know you can't come to the spot Don't put my trust in no ho and if ever go, I can't let it be 'cause of a thot You thought it was sweet and I get it, I'm somethin' like a critic I'm already peepin' the plot Fuck it, let's make it a film, that beam like a lens, I'm makin' sure I get the shot Bitches say they love the way a young nigga be dressin', I'm rockin' expensive aesthetics If I'm feelin' threatened, you can get bussed like I'm Bettis but I never been in athletics Cut him off soon as I feel like a nigga gon' tell it That friendly shit, gotta dead it Told him before the committee, gon' stand on the business but I gotta make him respect it [Chorus: Co Cash] Young nigga poppin' shit, ballin', they callin' him poppa Bitch ain't touch the ball on the 'Gram Bankroll in pocket, that drank made me move a lil' wobbly So I might walk with a limp I keep the .40 on me, I might shoot from the three Guess that's why they compare me to Kemp Just bought a glee on the back, it's a box You get shot before you even make an attempt I'm a big fish in this water The bitch left with me 'cause she say that her nigga's a shrimp Just wanted to hit for the moment, ain't spendin' shit on ya I'm sendin' you right back to him You got a pretty lil' face and a body but, baby, that shit doesn't make you exempt Ho, what you thought it was? Told that lil' bitch that I'm him, you too busy fuckin' with them [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] She talk to her friend 'bout a nigga she met, I'm him You wanna save her, that ho ain't exempt I keep that .40, Shawn Kemp She fuckin' a boss, I must be him Flawless diamonds, this ain't them He got flaws, I'm not him The way I be rockin' the shit, I be poppin' 'em I'm killin' you nigga murder attempt For the record no fuck with exempt Yeah, it's up there, stuck to the blimp She like lobster, shrimp (Scampi), I like pasta Nigga, I'm a monster, nothin' but millionaires on my roster See a fuck nigga, we may rob 'em Don't need the money, it's just for the principle Fuck niggas think that they ass is invisible See you niggas through Cartiers Me and my plug just parted ways We got some money, a lot of days Lot of months, lot of years, yeah, decades You owe the jeweler, I am not him Own my shit, got the titles and whips This not a rental, own the house and the land I'm really gettin' money, quit playin' [Chorus: Co Cash] Young nigga poppin' shit, ballin', they callin' him poppa Bitch ain't touch the ball on the 'Gram Bankroll in pocket, that drank made me move a lil' wobbly So I might walk with a limp I keep the .40 on me, I might shoot from the three Guess that's why they compare me to Kemp Just bought a glee on the back, it's a box You get shot before you even make an attempt I'm a big fish in this water The bitch left with me 'cause she say that her nigga's a shrimp Just wanted to hit for the moment, ain't spendin' shit on ya I'm sendin' you right back to him You got a pretty lil' face and a body but, baby, that shit doesn't make you exempt Ho, what you thought it was? Told that lil' bitch that I'm him, you too busy fuckin' with them