Mr.Him

By Calboy

Released on May 17, 2024

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[Intro]

Aye aye it's Cal the wild

Duh

Aye aye hey!


[Verse]

Fuck them better move out the way before you lose your head

Better stand on them words you say if you end up dead you playin' that bread nigga

A bad bitch done sucked me like love a nut make my head bigger

She know I'ma spend it, she know I'm that nigga, she know I'm a bag getter

Pop outside with plenty on me, hundred racks in backpacks

Pull up in that Bruce Wayne, foreign tinted matte black

Ask my dog what he been up to, he say tryna catch a act

Niggas mention me and smokin' I'm like okay that's a bat

You can picture nigga's rollin' 'til they fuck round catch a flat

If I send you a bag of bones you know my dog he playin' fetch

Ran the streets I've been that nigga and that's regardless of this check

It's the blood sweat and tears that put this flawless on my neck (aye)


[Chorus]

These bitches know I'm mister him hey nice to meet you baby

Pocket full of blues but this ain't off no features baby

Still ball like NBA and they watch from the bleachers baby

They wonderin' where I've been I'm out of the wild I'm with the creatures


[Verse]

Better watch the way you move you fuckin' around get put on a T

Trap money all I need got blood on the leaves got people to feed

So they don't run out on feet it make shit bleed it make believe

Ever told me you put in some words just know your secrets safe with me

Then push it in the dirt, then push it in the clouds

My bother be sending the move the code name boo she wipe it down

Ain't tellin' what a nigga gon' do I ain't sendin' no crew to wipe you out

And these industry niggas be fool I never really knew what the hype about


[Chorus]

These bitches know I'm mister him hey nice to meet you baby

Pocket full of blues but this ain't off no features baby

Still ball like NBA and they watch from the bleachers baby

They wonderin' where I've been I'm out of the wild I'm with the creatures