Mack Flame - Him (Damn) Lyrics

Damn, is that him
Damn is that him
Damn is that him

I just emptied out a bag again
Two-door, one whore, gurbing in this Benz
She my bitch, she put me on her friends
Gold glasses, marble buff the lens
40 blow him up he think he tough
She don't want no slow she like it rough
F*cking, sticking dick up in her guts
Damn, I'm the one
I was 14 first start toting guns
Pops Nina stolen out the trunk
Smoking on this Chapo got me slumped
Damn smoking skunk
What you need I got just what you want
Remember when i used to look and want
Now I look and buy just what I want
Damn peep my fit
Now I'm cashing, big flashy on my shit
Whip crashing, cop dashing, watch me dip
Blue strips and blue tips but I ain't no crip
Damn ain't no lick
Look too long he gone, empty the clip
Gun range the aim I never miss
Shoot to kill I don't just shoot to hit

Damn is that him
Damn is that him
Damn is that him

Drip jacking niggas trying to clone me
Big fashion shoes cost me 100
Say you want the dick bitch if you want it
All I ever wanted was some money
Change up on em acting funny
Jewels ugh got my nose runny
I'm gone rob something before I ever be bummy
Damn, that ain't the bro
F*ck broke homies all moochers gotta go
If you tricking, hit me, I got hoes
If Bria Myles ain't your style then I got snows
Damn, I'm jugging
Book him, cook him, Shake n' Bake em, shook him
Extra fly bitch you see how I'm looking
Quick draw McGraw to stop the woofing
Damn, this bitch on me
Have her back P, I smacked P, man I don't want it
I got smacked, big bwacked P off the Fanta
Had to chill P, damn P, free all my homies

Damn is that him
Damn is that him
Damn is that him