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Preist - HIM Lyrics



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Bitches on bitches, I got me a buddy
Look at my wrist and it's already dripping
Tilt to the side and you see waterfalls
Pour on her face like she tryna go swimming
Scratch on my back like she got eagle claws
I drink cause I'm lit, but it help with the healing
She call on my phone, "Where you at? Where you been?"
She suck dick like a blunt so I tell her Wu-Tang it
Read for war go all out for my dogs
They know me as him but to her I'm her daddy
Goggins or not "who gon' carry the logs?"
Fly the whole team come and join the committee
Switch flows like my clothes like I'm rowing the boat
Til' the day that I die I can't switch on my bros
And she out every night like she tryna get chose
So I chose her tonight then I'm back on the road
Sad boy shit like a cross-eyed hoe
Bitch it go both ways or the way that it goes
Skrt Danny Phantom I tell her go ghost
When I'm out with your bitch, man I strike me a pose
Flexing on purpose, my ex is a circus
She missing like johnny don't amber alert us
Out of your depth, if you have not heard us
Talking her shit like she fetiches feces
Came in the game with a chip on my shoulder
And I turned it over like Benjamin Johnson
Sprinting to hundreds, ten hoes in a sprinter
My lifestyle is different spend time with the mayans
I talk to my sisters, if they ever need me
I'll catch the first flight, let you know that I'm on it
I love them to death, still got shit to go settle
But words ain't enough if you do not act on it
Folks mad that I'm f*cking they bitches
But I do not got opps to keep it a buck
Most of the reason that people be beefing is just about women or tryna act tough
See
I'd rather go make me some money, or work on my peace, or get closer to God
Put that chopper on ice bro let's see how you fight
If that gun jam on sight then there go yo' facade
Bitches on bitches, I got me a buddy
Look at my wrist and it's already dripping
Tilt to the side and you see waterfalls
Pour on her face like she tryna go swimming
Scratch on my back like she got eagle claws
I drink cause I'm lit, but it help with the healing
She call on my phone, "Where you at? Where you been?"
She suck dick like a blunt so I tell her Wu-Tang it
Read for war go all out for my dogs
They know me as him but to her I'm her daddy
Goggins or not "who gon' carry the logs?"
Fly the whole team come and join the committee
Switch flows like my clothes like I'm rowing the boat
Til' the day that I die I can't switch on my bros
And she out every night like she tryna get chose
So I chose her tonight then I'm back on the road
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Bitches on bitches, I got me a buddy
Look at my wrist and it's already dripping
Tilt to the side and you see waterfalls
Pour on her face like she tryna go swimming
Scratch on my back like she got eagle claws
I drink cause I'm lit, but it help with the healing
She call on my phone, "Where you at? Where you been?"
She suck dick like a blunt so I tell her Wu-Tang it
Read for war go all out for my dogs
They know me as him but to her I'm her daddy
Goggins or not "who gon' carry the logs?"
Fly the whole team come and join the committee
Switch flows like my clothes like I'm rowing the boat
Til' the day that I die I can't switch on my bros
And she out every night like she tryna get chose
So I chose her tonight then I'm back on the road
Sad boy shit like a cross-eyed hoe
Bitch it go both ways or the way that it goes
Skrt Danny Phantom I tell her go ghost
When I'm out with your bitch, man I strike me a pose
Flexing on purpose, my ex is a circus
She missing like johnny don't amber alert us
Out of your depth, if you have not heard us
Talking her shit like she fetiches feces
Came in the game with a chip on my shoulder
And I turned it over like Benjamin Johnson
Sprinting to hundreds, ten hoes in a sprinter
My lifestyle is different spend time with the mayans
I talk to my sisters, if they ever need me
I'll catch the first flight, let you know that I'm on it
I love them to death, still got shit to go settle
But words ain't enough if you do not act on it
Folks mad that I'm f*cking they bitches
But I do not got opps to keep it a buck
Most of the reason that people be beefing is just about women or tryna act tough
See
I'd rather go make me some money, or work on my peace, or get closer to God
Put that chopper on ice bro let's see how you fight
If that gun jam on sight then there go yo' facade
Bitches on bitches, I got me a buddy
Look at my wrist and it's already dripping
Tilt to the side and you see waterfalls
Pour on her face like she tryna go swimming
Scratch on my back like she got eagle claws
I drink cause I'm lit, but it help with the healing
She call on my phone, "Where you at? Where you been?"
She suck dick like a blunt so I tell her Wu-Tang it
Read for war go all out for my dogs
They know me as him but to her I'm her daddy
Goggins or not "who gon' carry the logs?"
Fly the whole team come and join the committee
Switch flows like my clothes like I'm rowing the boat
Til' the day that I die I can't switch on my bros
And she out every night like she tryna get chose
So I chose her tonight then I'm back on the road
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Writer: Jugman Dhami
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Performed By: Preist
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: Jugman Dhami
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