Lirik Terjemahan Das Him - UnoTheActivist

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"Das Him" 
UnoTheActivist


  • I get so high, I could sit on God's knees
    I took LSD now I'm one with the trees
    I bought her some Popeyes, she think she a queen
    I fuck her, I pop my head just like a spleen
    This ho must be French always talkin' 'bout "oui"
    We know damn as well what you see, you into me
    I have no emotion when I'm on that bean
    You gotta look twice just to see all my fleek
    These hoes on my skin like a dog with some fleas
    "Who havin' drip?" I'm like, "Who do you think?"
    I open my eyes, she like, "Who do you see?"
    Big red drip from Rick Owens tees

    I walk in this bitch, she like, "Who is him?"
    I walk with the bag, they knew that was him
    I ain't seen nobody that's cool as him
    I'ma act brand new like, "Who is them?"
    Who? Who? (Yeah)
    Who? Who? (Dig?)
    Who? Who? (Who?)
    I'ma act brand new like, "Who is them?"
    Who in the fuck do you think you are?
    Think I'm the man, I think I'm a star
    I got the Perc' and the Xans in a jar
    Chanel on my lens, I can see far (Ha)

    Yeah (Yeah)
    I'm in the Tesla, I step out the car
    She is impressive, she put that shit on
    AMG Benz just pullin' up next to my car
    We ain't the same, I be killing 'em all (Pew)
    .40 gon' hit him, he long gone
    Chanel, Number (N)ine on her trenchcoat
    Giuseppe stepping on these little hoes
    .40 gon' kiss him, no mistletoe
    That nigga, he green, he Piccolo
    I told you these niggas is hoes, no gigolo
    Like a bird, she bend that shit over, she pigeon-toed (Brr)
    That watch on my wrist, they mistake it for snow-globe (Ice)
    My new ho from Austin, no Stone Cold
    She ride the dick, said she had found a new rodeo
    I take these trips 'round the globe, I don't stop at all

    Who? Who? (Dog with some fleas)
    Who? Who? (Yeah)
    Who? (What do you see?)
    Who? (Dig?) Who? (Yeah)
    I walk in this bitch, she like, "Who is him?"
    I walk with the bag, they knew that was him
    I ain't seen nobody that's cool as him
    I'ma act brand new like, "Who is them?"
    Who? Who? (Yeah)
    Who? Who? (Dig?)
    Who? Who? (Who?)
    I'ma act brand new like, "Who is them?"
    Who in the fuck do you think you are?
    Think I'm the man, I think I'm a star
    I got the Perc' and the Xans in a jar
    Chanel on my lens, I can see far
    Far
    (Yeah)

    I get so high, I could sit on God's knees
    I took LSD now I'm one with the trees
    I bought her some Popeyes, she think she a queen
    I fuck her, I pop my head just like a spleen
    This ho must be French always talkin' 'bout "oui"
    We know damn as well what you see, you into me
    I have no emotion when I'm on that bean
    You gotta look twice just to see all my fleek
    These hoes on my skin like a dog with some fleas
    "Who havin' drip?" I'm like, "Who do you think?"
    I open my eyes, she like, "Who do you see?"
    Big red drip from Rick Owens tees

    I walk in this bitch, she like, "Who is him?"
    I walk with the bag, they knew that was him
    I ain't seen nobody that's cool as him
    I'ma act brand new like, "Who is them?"
    Who? Who? (Yeah)
    Who? (What?) Who? (Dig?)
    Who? Who? (Who?)
    I'ma act brand new like, "Who is them?"
    Who in the fuck do you think you are?
    Think I'm the man, I think I'm a star
    I got the Perc' and the Xans in a jar

    Chanel on my lens, I can see far

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