Same sh*t lyrics
by Jdot Breezy
[Verse 1: J4 Krazy]
Hop out chase a n**** down oh what's that gangsta sh*t you said
That hoe done text me out the blue and just don't know she'll end up dead
I got big bro he got his 30 who you think you finna set
That how wanna be with me like I don't know that hoe a fan
N***** lame tryna hang you talkin crazy but you ran
And who gone try to dap you up won't even give yo ass a hand
Brodie wildin out and foulin out gone kill you for a band
Send big bro to get yo ass and then go live and do my dance
Think a f*ck n**** finna play with me he must be crazy
N**** say that he got love for me I know that n**** hate me
That hoe see I'm finna blow up now she wanna have my baby
It's too late lil b*tch you played and now that sh*t gone drivе you crazy
Swing his block in a rental pop back out in a Mercedеs
You think I'm finna rap for free lil b*tch you know you gotta pay me
b*tch don't tell me bout yo day you ain't gone act like my old lady
You know big bro gone flip the hoe then pass the hoe like Tom Brady
She said J4 come to see me told that b*tch well maybe
You know [?] gone get her going don't risk yo safety tryna play me
We be on some gang sh*t I know n***** know this sh*t get dangerous
Who you hang with? Cus we'll hit at yo brother who you bang with
[Bridge: J4 Krazy Jdot Breezy]
No changing
Me and all my brothers on the same sh*t
Me and all my brothers on the same sh*t
Me and all my brothers on the same sh*t
Me and all my brothers on the same sh*t
[Verse 2: Jdot Breezy]
This b*tch wanna have my baby she like Jdot drive me crazy
f*ck the opps them n***** dead I smoke they b*tch ass on the daily
Ran down on a n**** but his pus*y ass made it
I was mad as f*ck 12 ain't enough like damn that sh*t here crazy
f*ck yo trap b*tch we'll raid it and just leave that b*tch vacant
I done hit for them bricks now his pockets look deflated
I'm finna blow them n**** hate it got the chance I'm finna take it
Try to stop me on my way and then yo sh*t gone hit the pavement
4 to his head boom boom like the beat b*tch its knockin
I ain't gotta speak on sh*t you n***** know just how I'm rockin
Catch yo ass lackin me and bronem get to poppin
Finger f*ck this b*tch until it click and when it stop then
Bronem run up on yo ass and try to push yo top in
He acting like he tough we finna send his ass up top then
Plug from down south had hit my like okay I'm locked in
Can't pull up on the street cus if you do you gone be boxed in
Rep that gang to the fullest wanna hang catch a top then
These n***** don't be popped out these n***** really popped in
She don't got no friends okay you still let [?] in
He dissin on my bro we got that drop lets knock his top in