Same Shit Lyrics

Still on that same shit

Y'all on that lame shit

Fuckin witta stank bitch

Woah

Rollin witta stainless

Leave ya homie brainless

Fuck her wit no latex on

Nah ima hit it wit my bracelet on

Witta AK chilling in the da trailer hone

Go no patience for a basic ho

Wit da gang gang

Tryna bring den paychecks home

Gotta say hey to my main thang

Put up wit a lot

Shoulda seen the plug face

When I pulled up to the lot

We gone maintain

Till we bang bang all the oops

It's the same thang every day

Till we at the top

It's a grind

When I go to sleep

I dream about the dollar signs

I can't go to sleep unless I beat it from behind

Smoking wedding cake

But I'm eating key lime pie

Keep it on my side

Money motivate me so I keep it on my mind

And if I ever make it baby you the reason why

Don't leave me baby

Why you gotta leave here to die

I'm tweaking lately

Speaking to the reaper all the time

Said she heard I'm selling drugs

Told that bitch I might b

Made another 20

Did it in my white T

Hit the town and fuck it up

Bitch I'm so Grimey

They gone act like they was wit me

When they wasn't by me

Gotta make it work

I had the work up in my bag

Gotta make a earning

Grinding early for the cash

Mac 11, 3 round burst

In case I'm ever down bad

Gotta Hit em where it hurts

And you can't never show yo back

I was on the perc she had on the xan

I am a beast and bitch I beat it with no hands

Like yeah

I tweak on every verse and every track

Oh man here he goes again

Y'all don't stand a chance

Yeah

Still on that same shit

Y'all on that lame shit

Fuckin witta stank bitch

Woah

Rollin witta stainless

Leave ya homie brainless

Fuck her wit no latex on

Nah ima hit it wit my bracelet on

Witta AK chilling in the da trailer hone

Go no patience for a basic ho

Wit da gang gang

Tryna bring den paychecks home