Smokepurpp – I’m Him Lyrics (feat. Denzel Curry)

Ronny J, please, turn me up

Double R truck, I’m him
Pockets on fat bitch, slim
Yeah, I been ballin’ out the gym, no rim
Don’t play with that boy, his shooters gonna hit

Better bitch bad, she play
50 on the pinky, look like snowflakes
Pop an X pill, hop right on stage
f*cked her one time, told her to go dat way

Double R truck, I’m him
Pockets on fat bitch, slim
Ballin’ out the gym, no rim
Don’t play with that boy, his shooters gonna hit

I got a bitch, she gon’ set up a play for me
Love all my niggas, put you in a grave for me
Ride with them sticks, you get cooked like a bakery
Keep a bank, oh yeah, that motherf*ckers stay with me

Stack it up, dog, I’ma get mine
Big Patek on my wrist, that bitch shine
These niggas broke, yeah, their pockets look hungry
Shit funny, remember when they was a bummy?

Put 17 bands in the trap, they gon’ trust me
They chose me, the packs on the way, we gon’ rush it
Might f*ck on that bitch, she can’t stay with me
Won’t let her play with me, she get lucky if she lay with me

They had it on me, it made me go hard again
Bed for my bitch, only time that she smarter
Put them in a sauna, only time they hotter
Sure that made me talk, my jewelry on water

Double R truck, I’m him
Pockets on fat bitch, slim
Yeah, I been ballin’ out the gym, no rim
Don’t play with that boy, his shooters gonna hit

Better bitch bad, she play
50 on the pinky, look like snowflakes
Pop an X pill, hop right on stage
f*cked her one time, told her to go dat way

Double R truck, I’m him
Pockets on fat bitch, slim
Ballin’ out the gym, no rim
Don’t play with that boy, his shooters gonna hit

Don’t mess with them shooters
Put a hole in your medula
Everybody think they a tough guy
‘Til they gon’ missing, now I’m in Cuba

Bentley truck, say "Hallelujah"
They love, they miss, they knew ya
You coulda had a future
But you just threw it all away

Seen them boys peeking around the corner, you sippin’ on Corona
Marvelous spent like a ‘rona
And I was in the air like aroma, I want the smoke
Bitch, I’m a motherf*cker stoner

Still be a loner, solo dolo
Black like Zulu, still rock Polo
Keep the semi-auto, RIP Lato
That’s my motto, see your ass tomorrow

Double R truck, I’m him
Pockets on fat bitch, slim
Yeah, I been ballin’ out the gym, no rim
Don’t play with that boy, his shooters gonna hit

Better bitch bad, she play
50 on the pinky, look like snowflakes
Pop an X pill, hop right on stage
f*cked her one time, told her to go dat way

Double R truck, I’m him
Pockets on fat bitch, slim
Ballin’ out the gym, no rim
Don’t play with that boy, his shooters gonna hit

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