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Gunna - Thats Him Lyrics

[Intro]
(-Makers)

[Verse 1]
Hol' Up, hol' up, wait, uh
Make sure this record is straight (Straight)
I fed them and watched them run off with the plate, didn't give me nun back or a tray (That's crazy)
I let niggas pop it it wasn't a mistake, I never knew how to hate (Hate)
But don't never throw shots like you running a race, Wunna just pass through the lake (Lake)
Been on for three years and got five or six properties
Nine or ten cars and got seventeen watches
Just signed a new deal and I'm back up and profiting
Whole different logic, knot in my pocket
Gainеd some more knowledgе thought outside the lobby
Now everything turning robotic
I die 'fore I go and be a rat I'm too solid, ain't thinking nun else about it
Wake up and I'm living this life (Life)
Reality shit not on film (Film)
She acting he thinking she his (His)
But I fucked that bitch outta DM (DM)
In the AM she left before PM (Before PM)
I'm a player, I'm far from a simp (Simp)
Big GunWunna you lil' bitty shrimp
Pack the hunnids to go on a trip
Racks, hello (Hello)
Bitches they brown and yellow (Yellow)
Booty's as soft as Jello (Soft)
Licking on me like a Rello
Steppin' on shit like a pedal, my chain heavy metal, young fresh out the ghetto (Fresh)
Rich and wealthy young fellow (Rich)
They sick, can tell that you special (Sick)
[Chorus]
That's him (That's him)
Money sit tall like a rim (Tall like a rim)
That's him
Forgioto factory rims (Factory rims)
That's him (Skrt, skrt)
Biscotti buds with no stem (Stem)
Smoking, get high as a blimp (High)
They biting the style from him (Bite)

[Verse 2]
Wun, only (Only)
They biting the style from shorty (Shorty)
Ain't use the same words, record it (Record)
Now tell me how you getting rewarded (Tell em')
Got three CEO's in yo pocket, that check come in, feel like you getting extorted (Extorted)
Keep the safe and make sure that you lock it, and save most of yo profit, if you spending then doc' it
I been playing wit this ice like it's hockey (Hockey)
Loyalty, it run deep through the posse
City hot, it get hotter than Taki (Hot)
Family got it, my mom out of poverty (Yeah)
Took a hottie to eat at Hibachi, I'm young Liberace, still wearing Givenchy
Eat my dick up when she got the munchies
Know that’s him 'cause he way out the country

[Chorus]
That's him (That's him)
Money sit tall like a rim (Tall like a rim)
That's him
Forgioto factory rims (Factory rims)
That's him (Skrt, skrt)
Biscotti buds with no stem (Stem)
Smoking, get high as a blimp (High)
They biting the style from him (Bite)