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[Intro: Lil Zay Osama]
(Damn, Draco, you made this?)
Uh (Glah, glah), gang (Gang)
Gang (On fonem, you hear me?)
Glah (Glah), glah (Glah), glah (Glah)
On fonem (On fonem)
Gang (Gang), gang (Gang, uh)

[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama]
b*tch, I'm him, I ain't them
Fresh as f*ck, I pop out trim (Phew, pop out)
I just bought my hood b*tch a Skully (Murder, murder, b*tch)
My b*tch look like she got ass shots, she like, "Nah, bae, that's for gym"
Beige Amiri jeans, folks say I rock the white one, know I'ma take a chim (No, I'ma take a chim, ayy)
Yeah, slidin' down Cali in them straights, how the f*ck I scrape the rim?
Opps better not be outside, tryna run, lil' fonem chasin' him (Come here)
Yeah, I know shot me, I bet y'all I won't see his face again (b*tch ass n*gga)
I'ma go buy a hot car, treat it like my car, know I'ma change the VIN (Skrrt)

[Verse 1: Lil Zay Osama]
Boss sh*t, I won't stick my di*k in if I smell her (Stank b*tch)
Me and foenem high speeds every time, we f*ckin' twelve up (f*ckin' twelve up)
Lil' bro 'n 'em just died, you worried 'bout hoes, I'm tryna nail some' (Come here)
n*ggas a do that crime and start cryin', they 'bout to tell some' (b*tch ass n*gga)
Spent two buildings on my Pendant, that don't include the Cuban (Gang, gang)
Room full of b*tches, I f*cked 'em all, know wonder I'm pullin' (On God)
n*gga, like you start acting boofin' (Goofy ass n*gga), head over hills for that lil' poochie
All these b*tches f*ckin', if you cuff Neal, then n*gga, you stupid (Gang, don't do it)
[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama]
b*tch, I'm him, I ain't them
Fresh as f*ck, I pop out trim
I just bought my hood b*tch a Skully (Phew)
My b*tch look like she got ass shots (Come on here), she like, "Nah, bae, that's for gym" (Gang)
Beige Amiri jeans, folks say I rock the white one, know I'ma take a chim (Uh-huh, on fonem grave)
Yeah, flyin' down Cali in them straights, how the f*ck I scrape the rim? (Skrrt)
Opps better not be outside, tryna run, lil' fonem chasin' him (Come here)
Yeah, I know shot me, I bet y'all I won't see his face again (Won't see it again, gang, gang)
I'ma go buy a hot car, treat it like my car, know I'ma change the VIN

[Verse 2: PGF Nuk]
B-b-b*tch, I'm him, so many hoes feel like a pimp
We doin' murders, no attempts (No attempts)
We catch the opps, we killin' 'em (We killin' em)
b*tch, I'm shinin' like my wrist (Uh), you reach for mines, boy, that's a risk
I'm the pole and you the fish, you reel 'em in, then get 'em dished (Yeah)
Yeah, spin, do that sh*t again, I feel him moving his top
Like bartends, we givin' out them shots
S-s-shooting opps, close it with FNs
T-t-thirty's and them chops, we like Black Ops
Shootin' sh*t like Call Of Duty, ballin' like it's black top
W-w-who is them? She don't know (Huh)
b*tch, I'm him, I-I-I got (Huh) Forgis on my rims (Yeah)
She got a ass like she killin' (Uh-huh)
She bend it over 'cause I'm him (She bend it over, she bend it over)
She gon' do it 'cause I'm Ned, I got nine while you got nexts (While you got nexts)
[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama]
b*tch, I'm him, I ain't them
Fresh as f*ck, I pop out trim
I just bought my hood b*tch a Skully (Phew)
My b*tch look like she got ass shots (Come on here), she like, "Nah, bae, that's for gym" (Gang, gang, glah, glah)
Beige Amiri jeans, folks say I rock the white one, know I'ma take a chim (On fonem grave)
Yeah, slidin' down Cali in them straights, how the f*ck I scrape the rim? (Skrrt)
Opps better not be outside, tryna run, lil' fonem chasin' him (Come here)
Yeah, I know shot me, I bet y'all I won't see his face again (Gang, gang, gang)
I'ma go buy a hot car, treat it like my car, know I'ma change the VIN (Huh)