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Same Thing

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  • 作词 : Cas van der Heijden/Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
    作曲 : Cas van der Heijden/Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
    [Intro]
    (Oh, yeah), go
    Go (Loesoe going crazy)
    Oh, yeah
    Oh, yeah

    [Chorus]
    Bust down watch, bust down ring, yeah, this ain't plain Jane
    I got swag, ayy, for days, ayy, they rockin' the same thing
    Bells ring when you say my name
    If you talk down, I'm gon' bang
    If you talkin' down, I'm gon' shoot
    I'ma pull up on you and your gang
    I'ma pull up on you and your gang
    I'ma pull up, rock out with that shit
    How this nigga ain't never ever catch a body, but he call himself John Wick? (Yeah)
    How these niggas ain't never ever catch a body, but they always posted with sticks? (Yeah)
    Yeah, these niggas be posted up with them guns, but they never shot shit (Yeah)

    [Verse]
    Pussy boy never popped shit (No)
    Pussy boy, you not popping (Oh)
    Pussy boy need to stop it (Yеah)
    Pussy boy need to stop it (Yeah)
    Money in my bag 'cause I can't fit it in my wallеt
    Them niggas, they smoke anemic, my boys, we smoke exotic
    Shawty said she wanna keep my kid, but I ain't ready to be no papi (Hell nah)
    I ain't tryna **** no more, woah, suck me sloppy (Woah, woah)
    I'm above my opps, I ain't gotta check the score, I know that I got it
    I'm in your city right now and I'm 'bout to do a show, tell me who gon' stop me (Nobody)
    Who gon' stop me? (Nobody)
    All of these niggas be hoes, they ain't on shit (Yeah)
    Niggas going out sad, bad, and they say it's up all about a bitch (Yeah)
    I can't go out bad, sad, nah, 'cause I'm way too up, yeah, I'm way too rich (Yeah)
    I'm just way, way too lit (Yeah)
    I just care more about my shit (Yeah)
    I just give a little bit of ****s (Yeah)
    And these niggas, they don't give no ****s
    That's why all of they hoes wanna **** me
    'Cause they know my swag contagious like a disease (Yeah)
    You in her DM, I got this ho on her knees (Yeah)
    You love on that bitch, but that bitch, she ain't nothin' to me
    Yeah, these niggas be tripping about these fees
    These niggas be tripping

    [Chorus]
    Bust down watch, bust down ring, yeah, this ain't plain Jane
    I got swag, ayy, for days, ayy, they rockin' the same thing
    Bells ring when you say my name
    If you talk down, I'm gon' bang
    If you talkin' down, I'm gon' shoot
    I'ma pull up on you and your gang
    I'ma pull up on you and your gang
    I'ma pull up, rock out with that shit
    How this nigga ain't never ever catch a body, but he call himself John Wick?
    How these niggas ain't never ever catch a body, but they always posted with sticks?
    Yeah, these niggas be posted up with them guns, but they never shot shit
  • 作词 : Cas van der Heijden/Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
    作曲 : Cas van der Heijden/Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
    [Intro]
    (Oh, yeah), go
    Go (Loesoe going crazy)
    Oh, yeah
    Oh, yeah

    [Chorus]
    Bust down watch, bust down ring, yeah, this ain't plain Jane
    I got swag, ayy, for days, ayy, they rockin' the same thing
    Bells ring when you say my name
    If you talk down, I'm gon' bang
    If you talkin' down, I'm gon' shoot
    I'ma pull up on you and your gang
    I'ma pull up on you and your gang
    I'ma pull up, rock out with that shit
    How this nigga ain't never ever catch a body, but he call himself John Wick? (Yeah)
    How these niggas ain't never ever catch a body, but they always posted with sticks? (Yeah)
    Yeah, these niggas be posted up with them guns, but they never shot shit (Yeah)

    [Verse]
    Pussy boy never popped shit (No)
    Pussy boy, you not popping (Oh)
    Pussy boy need to stop it (Yеah)
    Pussy boy need to stop it (Yeah)
    Money in my bag 'cause I can't fit it in my wallеt
    Them niggas, they smoke anemic, my boys, we smoke exotic
    Shawty said she wanna keep my kid, but I ain't ready to be no papi (Hell nah)
    I ain't tryna **** no more, woah, suck me sloppy (Woah, woah)
    I'm above my opps, I ain't gotta check the score, I know that I got it
    I'm in your city right now and I'm 'bout to do a show, tell me who gon' stop me (Nobody)
    Who gon' stop me? (Nobody)
    All of these niggas be hoes, they ain't on shit (Yeah)
    Niggas going out sad, bad, and they say it's up all about a bitch (Yeah)
    I can't go out bad, sad, nah, 'cause I'm way too up, yeah, I'm way too rich (Yeah)
    I'm just way, way too lit (Yeah)
    I just care more about my shit (Yeah)
    I just give a little bit of ****s (Yeah)
    And these niggas, they don't give no ****s
    That's why all of they hoes wanna **** me
    'Cause they know my swag contagious like a disease (Yeah)
    You in her DM, I got this ho on her knees (Yeah)
    You love on that bitch, but that bitch, she ain't nothin' to me
    Yeah, these niggas be tripping about these fees
    These niggas be tripping

    [Chorus]
    Bust down watch, bust down ring, yeah, this ain't plain Jane
    I got swag, ayy, for days, ayy, they rockin' the same thing
    Bells ring when you say my name
    If you talk down, I'm gon' bang
    If you talkin' down, I'm gon' shoot
    I'ma pull up on you and your gang
    I'ma pull up on you and your gang
    I'ma pull up, rock out with that shit
    How this nigga ain't never ever catch a body, but he call himself John Wick?
    How these niggas ain't never ever catch a body, but they always posted with sticks?
    Yeah, these niggas be posted up with them guns, but they never shot shit