Not Da Same Songtext
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Not Da Same Songtext
Bitch, I touched a M, I just went insane (yeah)
I just went and bought that Rollie, filled that bitch with rain (yeah)
That bitch pull up, suck on, give me Helmut Lang (yeah)
Bitch, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (not the same)
That boy broke, no, he not, uh
That boy broke and hell nah, he not gang (yeah)
All these racks I made off codeine, might go buy a chain (yeah)
Half of these niggas, they really owe me
But I′m rich, so I can't complain (yeah)
Yeah, nigga, free my brothers out that chain (out that chain)
Yeah, hell nah, I ain′t even talkin' Johnny Dang
Yeah, your lil' ho too basic, yeah, she plain (that ho plain)
Fill my wrist up with them racks, it cost a private plane (private plane)
Yeah, not even for a ho, I can′t stop the drank (yeah)
Yeah, I just told my bitch I need another break (yeah)
I just fucked her friend ′cause all these bitches fake (ayy, uh)
Passed that ho to twin 'cause all these hoes the same
I just drop top coupe the Benz, bitch, I know this shit insane
His bitch on my dick, I bought that ho some Cane′s
Me and my brother in the trap, that bitch just like the bank
We gon' send that nigga up just like my fuckin′ rank
Free my brother out that pen, you know he keep a shank
We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days
Bitch, that Draco hit his kid, that shit was no mistake, yeah
All my twins, they duckin' 12, take ′em on a chase
SOD just like Big Draco, think I need a rake
OVO and TwizzyRich, lil' bitch, yeah, shoutout Drake
Really rich, I fuck them racks up, yeah, right in the Wraith, ha
Double R shit, go ask your bitch, yeah, 'cause we not the same
Yeah, go ′head
Go ask your bitch how the hell I taste
I went and ran up a M or two, bitch, all I got is them blue face
I′m on the side of the Lamb', I′m on the side of the plane
I told the pilot to land, just know that we ain't the same (nah)
I went in YSL, bought them denims jeans and a shirt or two (ooh, huh)
Yeah, you talkin′ like you damn rich, we ain't never heard of you (ooh, huh)
Yeah, hundreds on hundreds on hundreds, I′m at the top with the GM (ooh, huh)
I got hundreds of hundreds of toppers, all them bitches in my DM (ooh, huh)
Yeah, I'm on the bean, I'm on the neon (yeah)
Yeah, I need some lean, I need some Wock′ I can lean on (yeah)
Yeah, but bitch, you a fiend, we don′t got nothin' you be on (huh)
I just pulled up, I step in the Margiela, yeah, and I put the Celine on
Bitch, I touched a M, I just went insane (yeah)
I just went and bought that Rollie, filled that bitch with rain (yeah)
That bitch pull up, suck on, give me Helmut Lang (yeah)
Bitch, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (not the same)
That boy broke, no, he not, uh
That boy broke and hell nah, he not gang (yeah)
All these racks I made off codeine, might go buy a chain (yeah)
Half of these niggas, they really owe me
But I′m rich, so I can't complain (yeah)
Yeah, nigga, free my brothers out that chain (out that chain)
Yeah, hell nah, I ain′t even talkin' Johnny Dang
Yeah, your lil′ ho too basic, yeah, she plain (that ho plain)
Fill my wrist up with them racks, it cost a private plane (private plane)
Yeah, not even for a ho, I can't stop the drank (yeah)
Yeah, I just told my bitch I need another break (yeah)
I just fucked her friend 'cause all these bitches fake (ayy, uh)
Passed that ho to twin ′cause all these hoes the same
I just drop top coupe the Benz, bitch, I know this shit insane
His bitch on my dick, I bought that ho some Cane′s
Me and my brother in the trap, that bitch just like the bank
We gon' send that nigga up just like my fuckin′ rank
Free my brother out that pen, you know he keep a shank
We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days
Bitch, that Draco hit his kid, that shit was no mistake, yeah
All my twins they duckin' 12, take ′em on a chase
SOD just like Big Draco, think I need a rake
OVO and TwizzyRich, lil' bitch, yeah, shoutout Drake
Really rich, I fuck them racks up, yeah, right in the Wraith, ha
Double R shit, go ask your bitch, yeah, ′cause we not the same (ha)
I just went and bought that Rollie, filled that bitch with rain (yeah)
That bitch pull up, suck on, give me Helmut Lang (yeah)
Bitch, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (not the same)
That boy broke, no, he not, uh
That boy broke and hell nah, he not gang (yeah)
All these racks I made off codeine, might go buy a chain (yeah)
Half of these niggas, they really owe me
But I′m rich, so I can't complain (yeah)
Yeah, nigga, free my brothers out that chain (out that chain)
Yeah, hell nah, I ain′t even talkin' Johnny Dang
Yeah, your lil' ho too basic, yeah, she plain (that ho plain)
Fill my wrist up with them racks, it cost a private plane (private plane)
Yeah, not even for a ho, I can′t stop the drank (yeah)
Yeah, I just told my bitch I need another break (yeah)
I just fucked her friend ′cause all these bitches fake (ayy, uh)
Passed that ho to twin 'cause all these hoes the same
I just drop top coupe the Benz, bitch, I know this shit insane
His bitch on my dick, I bought that ho some Cane′s
Me and my brother in the trap, that bitch just like the bank
We gon' send that nigga up just like my fuckin′ rank
Free my brother out that pen, you know he keep a shank
We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days
Bitch, that Draco hit his kid, that shit was no mistake, yeah
All my twins, they duckin' 12, take ′em on a chase
SOD just like Big Draco, think I need a rake
OVO and TwizzyRich, lil' bitch, yeah, shoutout Drake
Really rich, I fuck them racks up, yeah, right in the Wraith, ha
Double R shit, go ask your bitch, yeah, 'cause we not the same
Yeah, go ′head
Go ask your bitch how the hell I taste
I went and ran up a M or two, bitch, all I got is them blue face
I′m on the side of the Lamb', I′m on the side of the plane
I told the pilot to land, just know that we ain't the same (nah)
I went in YSL, bought them denims jeans and a shirt or two (ooh, huh)
Yeah, you talkin′ like you damn rich, we ain't never heard of you (ooh, huh)
Yeah, hundreds on hundreds on hundreds, I′m at the top with the GM (ooh, huh)
I got hundreds of hundreds of toppers, all them bitches in my DM (ooh, huh)
Yeah, I'm on the bean, I'm on the neon (yeah)
Yeah, I need some lean, I need some Wock′ I can lean on (yeah)
Yeah, but bitch, you a fiend, we don′t got nothin' you be on (huh)
I just pulled up, I step in the Margiela, yeah, and I put the Celine on
Bitch, I touched a M, I just went insane (yeah)
I just went and bought that Rollie, filled that bitch with rain (yeah)
That bitch pull up, suck on, give me Helmut Lang (yeah)
Bitch, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (not the same)
That boy broke, no, he not, uh
That boy broke and hell nah, he not gang (yeah)
All these racks I made off codeine, might go buy a chain (yeah)
Half of these niggas, they really owe me
But I′m rich, so I can't complain (yeah)
Yeah, nigga, free my brothers out that chain (out that chain)
Yeah, hell nah, I ain′t even talkin' Johnny Dang
Yeah, your lil′ ho too basic, yeah, she plain (that ho plain)
Fill my wrist up with them racks, it cost a private plane (private plane)
Yeah, not even for a ho, I can't stop the drank (yeah)
Yeah, I just told my bitch I need another break (yeah)
I just fucked her friend 'cause all these bitches fake (ayy, uh)
Passed that ho to twin ′cause all these hoes the same
I just drop top coupe the Benz, bitch, I know this shit insane
His bitch on my dick, I bought that ho some Cane′s
Me and my brother in the trap, that bitch just like the bank
We gon' send that nigga up just like my fuckin′ rank
Free my brother out that pen, you know he keep a shank
We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days
Bitch, that Draco hit his kid, that shit was no mistake, yeah
All my twins they duckin' 12, take ′em on a chase
SOD just like Big Draco, think I need a rake
OVO and TwizzyRich, lil' bitch, yeah, shoutout Drake
Really rich, I fuck them racks up, yeah, right in the Wraith, ha
Double R shit, go ask your bitch, yeah, ′cause we not the same (ha)
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