Him Lyrics – PS Hitsquad

Read the complete Him Lyrics by PS Hitsquad along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Ps Hitsquad’s music, you can also explore AMG and Stop Playing, two other songs by Ps Hitsquad.

[Intro]
Madara Uchiha
I might get six today
Turn me up in the headphones a bit (Sebz Beats, baby)
And leave all of that s*it in there as well
Huh
Yeah, huh
You hear that? Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Bs, Hitsquad, baby

[Chorus]
Look, I’m him, in the back of the ride with a thing (Oh s*it)

I put points on the board, it’s three, four scored, JJ when the clients ring (Hitsquad, baby)
I put ‘bine in the wind, I’m fly in the wing, fresh kicks, I ain’t tying a string (Yeah, yeah)
My dreads swing, gyal smile and grin (Yeah, yeah), gunman lost the firing pin (Oh s*it), I’m him (Oh s*it)
I’m him, yeah, in the back of the ride with a thing (Baap, braap)
I put points on the board, it’s three, four scored, JJ when the clients ring (Top scorer)
I put ‘bine in the wind, I’m fly in the wing, fresh kicks, I ain’t tying a string (I’m a baller)
My dreads swing, gyal smile and grin (When I call her), gunman lost the firing pin (On my bora), I’m him (Hurgh)

[Verse]
It was me that was hanging out, slapping (Hitsquad, baby), I got him and him, I’m him
Bare man on my ching and I done a few nappings (Bare man)
Bake off with a ratchet, said she love gunman
I told her “Hold onto the ratchet”, yeah, I might buy you a bag if you hold this bag
Jacket force in my jacket, same way I’ma tap it, cromie (Oh s*it)
(??) gonna free (??) with a slice (I’m him), Hitsquad, baby, roll with a knif
et done on the ends try’ roll on the guys, you can go ask a whole lotta guys (Pecknarm)
Badman drop the pin, I’ma roll with a strike (I’m loaded), turn the scoreboard Ouiji (Oh s*it)
YPB, them man are poltergeist, go blow at him then I go blow out her spine
Damn it, he don’t need a sunbed, I’ll tan him like he’s from Ess*x, n!gga I’ll press it (I’ll tan him, slap that)
Tryna X him, Britaings Got Talent (Pack that), even texting, you better have manners
She (??) chest on her face and cameras (Pattern her), I already know what the plan is (You know)
When I pull up, she already patterned ‘cah I’m alpha, roll with a beater (You know, oh s*it, oh s*it)
Gotta roll in sativa (Hurgh), these guys cap when they rap, I don’t feel it (Capping)
Yeah, I’m too gangster for a feature (I’m a G’), Nina, Nina, he had a seizure
That was no preacher, still I’m so eager (Woof), I know n!ggas done s*it I can’t speak on (Free ’em up)

I be speaking to them on speaker (Hitsquad, baby), hot boy, gotta roll with a heater (Braap)

[Chorus]
Look, I’m him, in the back of the ride with a thing (Oh s*it)
I put points on the board, it’s three, four scored, JJ when the clients ring (Hitsquad, baby)
I put ‘bine in the wind, I’m fly in the wing, fresh kicks, I ain’t tying a string (Yeah, yeah)
My dreads swing, gyal smile and grin (Yeah, yeah), gunman lost the firing pin (Oh s*it), I’m him (Oh s*it)
I’m him, yeah, in the back of the ride with a thing (Baap, braap)
I put points on the board, it’s three, four scored, JJ when the clients ring (Top scorer)
I put ‘bine in the wind, I’m fly in the wing, fresh kicks, I ain’t tying a string (I’m a baller)
My dreads swing, gyal smile and grin (When I call her), gunman lost the firing pin (On my bora), I’m him (Hurgh)