HIMMY BUTLER Lyrics

Walk wit a heat Himmy Butler

Smoking on exotic gelato and custard

Fuck on that bitch and fuck on her mother

Red Goyard bag like I hoop up Rutgers

Rookie of the year ain't no point Red shirting

Dressed like a scammer or a nigga that be serving

They watching my stories hating and lurking

These niggas some bitches these niggas need purses

G Twenty Six

Same nigga wearing Ricks

Break her off like a Twix

Sipping wok, no Triss

Top down shirt off on Collins Ave

Niggas from High school bitter and mad

Don't support Balenciaga got rid of the Tracks

Living in real life, not for these apps

Cartiers on my face iced out like Bobby Portis

If it ain't about money then it's not important

Rockin' these Jordans, My Chains are assorted

My Fan base big fuck who not Supporting

Off white seats, nigga, shoutout to Virgil

Strapped up in this bitch, I'm feeling like Urkel

Used to be broke, had to write in the Journal

Rip Frozone, I'm wearing bifocals

Fuck what it's costing, I'm young and I'm popping

Gallery department jeans, these not Robbins

Blew the backend at KOD and follies

I'm setting these trends, these niggas just copy

Walk wit a heat Himmy Butler

Smoking on exotic gelato and custard

Fuck on that bitch and fuck on her mother

Red Goyard bag like I hoop up Rutgers

Rookie of the year ain't no point Red shirting

Dressed like a scammer or a nigga that be serving

They watching my stories hating and lurking

These niggas some bitches these niggas need purses