Not Da Same lyrics
by Yeat
[Pre-Chorus: Yeat]
b*tch, I touched a M, I just went insane (Yeah)
I just went and bought that Rollie, filled that b*tch with rain (Yeah)
That b*tch pull up, suck on, give me Helmut Lang (Yeah)
b*tch, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (Not the same)
[Chorus: Kankan]
That boy broke, no, he not (Uh)
That boy broke as hell nah, he not gang (Yeah)
All these racks I made off codeine, might go buy a chain (Yeah)
Half of these n*ggas, they really owe me but I'm rich so can't complain
Yeah, n*gga, free my brothers out that chain (Out that chain)
Yeah, hell nah, I ain't even talkin' Johnny Dang
Yеah, your lil' ho too basic, yeah, she plain (That ho plain)
Fill my wrist up with them racks, it cost a privatе plane (Private plane)
Yeah, not even for a ho, I can't stop the drank (Yeah)
Yeah, I just told my b*tch I need another break (Yeah)
I just f*cked her friend 'cause all these b*tches fake (Ayy, uh)
Passed that ho to twin 'cause all these hoes the same
I just drop top coupe the Benz, b*tch, I know this sh*t insane
His b*tch on my di*k, I bought that ho some Cane's
Me and my brother in the trap, that b*tch just like the bank
We gon' send that n*gga up just like my f*ckin' rank
Free my brother out that pen, you know he keep a shank
We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days
b*tch, that Draco hit his kid, that sh*t 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' b*tch, yeah, shoutout Drake
Really rich, I f*ck them racks up, yeah, right in the Wraith, ha
Double R sh*t, go ask your b*tch, yeah, 'cause we not the same
[Verse: Yeat]
Yeah, go 'head, go ask your b*tch how the hell I taste
I went and ran up a M or two, b*tch, 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
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, hunnids on hunnids on hunnids, I'm at the top with the GM (Ooh, huh)
I got hundreds of hundreds of toppers, all them b*tch 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 b*tch you a fiend, we don't got nothin' you be on
I just pulled up, I step in the Margiela, yeah, and I put the Celine on
[Pre-Chorus: Yeat]
b*tch, I touched a M, I just went insane (Yeah)
I just went and bought that Rollie, filled that b*tch with rain (Yeah)
That b*tch pull up, suck on, give me Helmut Lang (Yeah)
b*tch, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (Not the same)
[Chorus: Kankan]
That boy broke, no, he not (Uh)
That boy broke as hell nah, he not gang (Yeah)
All these racks I made off codeine, might go buy a chain (Yeah)
Half of these n*ggas, they really owe me but I'm rich so can't complain
Yeah, n*gga, free my brothers out that chain (Out that chain)
Yeah, hell nah, I ain't even talkin' Johnny Dang
Yeah, yo 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 b*tch I need another break (Yeah)
I just f*cked her friend 'cause all these b*tches fake (Ayy, uh)
Passed that ho to twin 'cause all these hoes the same
I just drop top coupe the Benz, b*tch, I know this sh*t insane
His b*tch on my di*k, I bought that ho some Cane's
Me and my brother in the trap, that b*tch just like the bank
We gon' send that n*gga up just like my f*ckin' rank
Free my brother out that pen, you know he keep a shank
We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days
b*tch, that Draco hit his kid, that sh*t 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' b*tch, yeah, shoutout Drake
Really rich, I f*ck them racks up, yeah, right in the Wraith, ha
Double R sh*t, go ask your b*tch, yeah, 'cause we not the same, ha