[Intro]

You are not him, you are not him

You are not him

[Verse 1: Pyrex Pryce]

Yeah, nigga, I'm a bachelor, I could work at NASA

Nigga, fuck you, pay me, I'm a greedy little bastard

Talkin' 'bout the money, but you preachin' to the pastor

Pass it, half a million dollars, that's an offer you don't pass up

But, fuck nigga, I'm passin'

More with all the slimes, I can see it from the castle

Right next to the dragon

Right next to a bad bitch, smash it

Conceited, maybe just a tad bit

But, bitch, I got a bag, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Pyrex Pryce]

Stop lyin' to yourself, nigga, no, you not him

I ain't lyin', I might fuck around and make the top ten

Last nigga tried to talk got hit, goddamn

Lost a bitch, I ain't worried 'cause a nigga got ten

Pussy tried to say sorry, he already finished

That chopper gon' bust just like Anthony Bennett

When I ridе through my city, I want them to see in my whip

Just to let thesе niggas know that I'm him

[Verse 2: Pyrex Pryce]

Fishbowl, ride around the fuckin' city, no tint

Too cold, ride around the two-seater, no friend

Up the score, got a nigga callin' plays, Jim Nantz

Schoolyard, had grams inside of my gym pants

Had the bitch bend down in the three-point stance

Real quick, get a nigga bitch, took one glance

Keep a Drac' just to give a pussy nigga one dance

He got dropped, I don't give a nigga more than one chance

[Chorus: Pyrex Pryce]

Stop lyin' to yourself, nigga, no, you not him

I ain't lyin', I might fuck around and make the top ten

Last nigga tried to talk got hit, goddamn

Lost a bitch, I ain't worried 'cause a nigga got ten

Pussy tried to say sorry, he already finished

That chopper gon' bust just like Anthony Bennett

When I ride through my city, I want them to see in my whip

Just to let these niggas know that I'm–

[Verse 3: Kevin Powers]

I'm him

Quick to throw a fade like they hand me the trim (Ha)

Workin' on my demons, bitch, I'm always in the gym (Uh-huh)

Man, this flow so cold, need a new pair of Timbs

Every word off the dome, I ain't never need a pen (Uh)

Punch out, punch in like I'm swingin' in the ring

Said I know they need me, but I ain't never need them

Motherfuckers think it's sweet, but they can't see behind the tint, so I (Huh)

Slip and slide on the beat, get violent (Skrrt)

My guys never switch up, they ridin' (They don't)

My bitch never trip when I'm wildin' (Uh)

In LA for a minute, bitch, I'm thrivin' (Hot damn)

No money problems (Yeah), you know what I been (Yeah)

Workin' like a motherfucker, I'm so doubted (Hot damn)

I'm heatin' up like the goddamn climate (Yeah)

Yes, I'm him case you need to be reminded (Woo)

[Chorus: Pyrex Pryce]

Stop lyin' to yourself, nigga, no, you not him

I ain't lyin', I might fuck around and make the top ten

Last nigga tried to talk got hit, goddamn

Lost a bitch, I ain't worried 'cause a nigga got ten

Pussy tried to say sorry, he already finished

That chopper gon' bust just like Anthony Bennett

When I ride through my city, I want them to see in my whip

Just to let these niggas know that I'm him