Dom Vallie - Been Himma

Lyrics

Jigga (jigga)
Yo, this, yo this beat sound like, uh
Ah, this sounds like transfor-, nah nah
Sounds like, uh

Godzilla, just bitch-slapped your drug dealer
Toronto winters, big chillin' in my chinchilla
Six-figure told the label need to send it quicker
Before I bill up, brush my teeth and I do ten sit-ups

Talking sweet like swishers
Boy, you isn't that nigga
Talking big like you been him
I been himma

Black hummer, straight from a black beamer
Two-seater, who sweeter than me?
I told my opp- I got a mop to sweep me off of your feet
At nine o'clock, she said to drop it and we turn to your street
We spent the block a couple times and then we put it in P
I cock my Glock to stroke my ego, no one cocky as me

I told my momma that I'm gonna be someone, someday
She said you gotta find your path, I said I know one way
But momma wanted me to stay far away from the gunplay
But momma know I don't listen to nothin'

Trap kept jumpin', runners kept runnin'
I turned on the mic and I found I amount to somethin'
Now a nigga stunnin', my teachers astonished
I wasn't a scholar but I went ahead and got it

I wasn't a scholar but the trap taught me math
Wayne taught me English, lil' bitta swag
Unc- taught me how to fuck hoes, dad taught me cash
Now I sing the "Cocaine Blues", Johnny Cash

Now I'm a bag droppa, tag poppa, pill sella
Slick comments, fuck around and log off ya
Gucci sweater, only wear it if the weather awful
Margiela coffin, I'd better be buried proper

Chinnychin chillin' in my chinchilla fur coat
Ballin' like Omega and my belt on Ferragamo
That means 24 for you niggas that didn't follow
Told the officer that I ain't steal the car, man, I just borrowed

Big bottle, pour on models, she swallow
I'm a big baller, rollin' L's ain't no Lonzo
But a nigga from Toronto, I ain't smoke unless there's Fronto
She said, "Vallie, baby when you wanna poke it", I said pronto

A$AP, no "Rocky", I'm poppin'
If you don't like me, why 'on't you try to stop me?
That's right you here and I'm Rodeo shoppin'
Say that they'll remember you, I don't see no poppies

I'm Godzilla, just bitch-slapped your drug dealer
Toronto winters, big chillin' in my chinchilla
Six figures told the label needa send it quicker
Before I bill up needa
Uh, yeah

Been himma, so these bitches wanna take my picture
Make it quick, I gotta pack, I gotta go and pickup
Then deliver 'til these pockets on Doug Dimma
Talking big like you been him
I been himma

Chillin' in my chinchilla
(You not him, you never gon be him, you never was him)
Wait a sec. I know what happened
You guys dropped acid, didn't you?
(I'm himma, give it up bro)

Craig doesn't have any pants on, he got fucking wild
Probably danced, sweated all over the place
You got white shit allover your mouth, Franco
You probably sucked somebody's dick
Jonah over here probably watched and jerked off
Jay, I don't know you're in town, good to see you
Danny, we're not on acid, we didn't suck each other's dicks!
James Franco didn't suck any dick last night?
Now I know y'all trippin'