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Anaru Jackson - Himothy Lyrics

Y- Yeah, I'm 'bout that check
I'm 5'9, but I but got money to my neck
She love to waste my time, So I call her "Patek"
She call me "Lui", Yeah she French
I'm runnin' to that check

She love to call me "Him"
I told her call me "Himothy"
My white homie named "Tim"
Im spendin' bands with Timothy
We pull off in a Benz
No, you can not be friends with me
I just got me a driver, I can't drive until I'm 16
I'm really tryna' drop, Been in the studio for six weeks
I'm really 'boutta pop, Imma' be rich before I'm 16
She said she still in love with me, I told her she not Al Green
Kick back, I'm just tryna' relax

You really think you him, I know you paid for that blue check
And you rocking them Amiri's, So authentic you ain't yet
Man, that's tough
He mad, cus' he can't step like us
I got to the bag, I ran up them bucks
I'm sliding' on the beat
I got expensive tags, Ain't nothing cheap
I'm really getting paid, Been at the bank like every week
And when I step in, Yeah they call me "Himothy"
She love to call me "Him"
I told her call me "Himothy"
My white homie named "Tim"
Im spendin' bands with Timothy
We pull off in a Benz
No, you can not be friends with me
I just got me a driver, I can't drive until I'm 16
I'm really tryna' drop, Been in the studio for six weeks
I'm really 'boutta pop, Imma' be rich before I'm 16
She said she still in love with me, I told her she not Al Green
Kick back, I'm just tryna' relax


She love to call me "Him"
My white homie named "Tim"
We pull off in a Benz
I just got me a driver, I can't drive until I'm 16
I'm really 'boutta pop, Imma' be rich before I'm 16
Kick back, I'm just tryna' relax