Bright Campa - Him lyrics

Just the other day, I heard a ho say
Matter of fact, what could a ho say?
With a face like this and a nigga this paid
Shit, what could a ho say?
Bag so expensive, my dick came with it
Body so nice, they be sayin', "Who did it?"
But everything natural, actual, factual
Prissy in the streets
But I fuck like an animal
All you hoes know who the fuck I am
From your girlfriend down to my Instagram
To all them busted-ass hoes
That you kiki with
I bet your jaw drop if you ever see me, bitch

I'm him, him, him, him, him, him, him, him
He, he, he, he, he, he, he
Take a pic, it's me, me, me, me, me, me, me
Tеll your friends this him, him
Him, him, him, him, him
Him
(Ah)

Bitch, you do you and whatever that is
I'ma do it bеtter
Hoes must've just seen me
And they playin' catch-up
Bitches lookin' like lil'
Campa playin' dress-up
Would I ever spin the block on a nigga? Never
I don't even wear an outfit twice, dead 'em
Any bitch got a problem?
Probably never met 'em
Tell a hater kiss both cheeks, ciao, bella
But I'm used to the chatter 'cause

I'm him, him, him, him, him, him, him, him
He, he, he, he, he, he, he
Take a pic, it's me, me, me, me, me, me, me
Tell your friends this him, him
Him, him, him, him, him
Him
(Ah)

All this hate givin' me a pretty face
I eat hate, that's why I ain't got a waist
The more hoes hatin', more money I'ma make
And the more niggas talk
The more bitches want a taste
'Cause I'm the most sickenin'
Hoes so fuckin' sick of me
No matter what they do or say
It ain't no gettin' rid of me
I come in every room and
Draw attention like a centerpiece
Steppin' for a long time
Movin' like a centipede
I ain't scared of shit, man or a bitch
To everybody hatin'
Y'all can suck this dick
'Cause the hate campaign ain't
Workin' at all
I ain't Jack or Jill, bitch
I ain't gon' fall

I'm him, him, him, him, him, him, him, him
He, he, he, he, he, he, he