I’M HIM lyrics

[Chorus: Ryan Oakes]
All black fit like I preach my sins
If you woke up rich, then I guess we twins
The roof's on fire, but the world still spins
For the next best thing, and I guess I'm him
Wait, what?
Yes, I said I am him
I got all of my haters a small violin
I'm under their skin
I keep rackin' up wins
Watch me do it again

[Verse 1: Ryan Oakes]
I'm the story of the year, at least that's how they gon' spin it
But I been buzzin' for a decade, I don't need fifteen minutes
And you might ask around about me and get nothin' but crickets
'Cause I make is silent but I'm finally finished
I need another round
Don't give me the runaround
I don't do no high fives
If you never hung around
I hope you got nine livеs
If I ever swung around
You my reputation
Fits, I know you you dug around
Yеah
[Bridge: Ryan Oakes]
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
I'ma take ya place
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na
Sorry for the wait

[Chorus: Ryan Oakes]
All black fit like I preach my sins
If you woke up rich, then I guess we twins
The roof's on fire, but the world still spins
For the next best thing, and I guess I'm him
Wait, what?
Yes, I said I am him
I got all of my haters a small violin
I'm under their skin
I keep rackin' up wins
Watch me do it again

[Verse 2: Ethan Ross]
It's the motherf*ckin' cone gang
Comin' through the front and they afraid
So they escape through the exit
I take the favorites you mess with and do what they do but best it
I got immaculate swagger and it got my haters affected
Been havin' problems with the law
b*tch, I was late to this session
Runnin' through the fields, too swift, villain with my scorn
Runnin' through the hills, blue strip bills when I perform
Same old baggy hoodie on me but this one costed more
Bangin' on 'em–bum, bum, bum–unlock your door
b*tch
All black, fitted up
Body bag, zip it up
Autograph titties but contracts, rip 'em up
Bloodthirsty, I'ma need a tall glass, sippin' cup
Unworthy heads, push 'em all back, gettin' buck
[Chorus: Ryan Oakes]
All black fit like I preach my sins
If you woke up rich, then I guess we twins
The roof's on fire, but the world still spins
For the next best thing, and I guess I'm him
Wait, what?
Yes, I said I am him
I got all of my haters a small violin
I'm under their skin
I keep rackin' up wins
Watch me do it again