Different Personality lyrics
by FBG Duck
[Intro]
All I got to say is different personalities
That's it
Turn up
[Verse]
I never seen it comin'
Never knew that I'd be thumbin' through all these goddamn hundreds (Thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb)
Never knew that I'd be f*ckin' all these n*ggas' woman
Oops, I meant these n*ggas' women
b*tch, I've been winnin' since the very beginning (Turn up)
Smokin' dope like a chimney (Dope)
Got these b*tches in their feelings, oops, I'm sorry for the pimpin'
Yes, b*tch, I did it (Turn up)
Ridin' down the Dan Ryan (Uh, skrrt)
Doin' 'bout one-ten, flyin' (Yoom)
Doped out my f*ckin' mind (Dopе)
Sippin' on codeine, hopin' I don't crash into a motherf*ckin' sign
Thеse n*ggas can't see me, I be thinkin' that these motherf*ckers blind (Turn up)
n*ggas sayin' that they takin' some of my mine
Boy, you is motherf*ckin' lyin' (Woah)
Got to ride with the pole 'cause you know I can't go
Shooter take a n*gga soul (Brrt)
.4-0 go baow, baow, baow, watch a n*gga hit the floor
b*tches askin', "Who is he?" (I am)
I'm the man, all the b*tches knew me
Cameras flashin', movie
Runnin' 'round kickin' n*ggas' ass, Bruce Lee (Wi-hah)
b*tch, I need cash, cash, cash (Money)
Sauce drippin' like the Twinz motherf*ckers, splash, splash, splash (Splash)
Finna have fun with three overseas women, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Killed a n*gga with the swag, got the n*gga mad, mad, mad
I ain't even got to brag, that sh*t is sad, sad, sad (Woah)
Every time I hit the road, all my n*ggas got to go (Gang)
sh*t they never seen before, I got to show
Nothin' but "Gang, gang, gang, gang" at all of my shows (Gang)
n*gga better play his role, gun leave him with a hole (Baow)
Same size as cantaloupe (Baow)
Swag drippin', that's the antidote (Woo)
Is they f*ckin' with me? That's a no
Trap Money gang (Gang, gang, gang)
6347, b*tch, that's the same damn thing
Brand new gun, call it Martin, it bring pain, pain, pain
Ayy, ayy, ayy (Ayy)
Free the real, all these new n*ggas so lame, lame, lame
Ridin' 'round in foreign things lookin' for a stain, stain, stain
Free Brick, that's bro, can't wait until he home
n*ggas already know he was two gun shorty
Rdin' 'round givin' n*ggas free smoke
n*ggas steady watchin' me, n*gga better watch his ho
Or watch TV or see the flash from the pole
Fill his body up with holes
[Outro]
Money