Mr.Him Calboy

[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