Das Him

I get so high, I can sit on God knees

I took LSD, now I'm one with the trees

I bought her some Popeyes, she think she a queen

I fuck her, I palm her head just like a spring

This hoe must be French always talkin' bout we

You know there is no us, just a you and a me

I have no emotion when I'm on that bean

They gotta look twice, it's CC on me feet

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?"

Very rare drip from Riccardo Tisci

I walked in this bitch, they like, "Who is him?"

I walk with the bag, they know that was him

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

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

Who? Who? Who? Who?

Who? Who? Who? Who?

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

Who in the fuck do you think you are?

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

I got the Perc and the Xans in a jar

Chanel on my lenses, I can see far, yeah

I'm in a Tesla, I self park the car

She is impressive, she put that shit on

AMG Benz, she pullin' up next to my car

We got the same Ops, we killin' them all

40 gone hit him, he long gone

Chanel number 9 on her trench coat

Giuseppe steppin' on these lil' hoes

40 gone kiss it, no mistletoe

The ****, he, green, he piccolo

I told you these **** is hoes, no gigalo

Like a bird she bend that shit over, she pigeon toed

This watch on my wrist they mistake it for snow globes

My new hoe from Austin, no stone cold

She ride the dick, say she had fun on this rodeo

I take these trips cross the globe, I don't stumble though

Who? Who? Who? Who?

Who? Who?

I walked in this bitch, they like, "Who is him?"

I walk with the bag, they know that was him

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

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

Who? Who? Who? Who?

Who? Who? Who? Who?

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

Who in the fuck do you think you are?

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

I got the Perc and the Xans in a jar

Chanel on my lenses, I can see far

Far

I get so high, I can sit on God knees

I took LSD, now I'm one with the trees

I bought her some Popeyes, she think she a queen

I fuck her, I palm her head just like a spring

This hoe must be French always talkin' bout we

You know there is no us, just a you and a me

I have no emotion when I'm on that bean

They gotta look twice, it's CC on me feet

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?"

Very rare drip from Riccardo Tisci

I walked in this bitch, they like, "Who is him?"

I walk with the bag, they know that was him

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

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

Who? Who? Who? Who?

Who? Who? Who? Who?

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

Who in the fuck do you think you are?

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

I got the Perc and the Xans in a jar

Chanel on my lenses, I can see far