ALL THE SAME (feat. Lil Yachty, Veeze)

Lyrics for ALL THE SAME (feat. Lil Yachty, Veeze)

Shawty, swing my way Sure look good to me Now would you please swing my way? Shawty, swing my way (Swing it over here, shawty) In the middle of nowhere and I still found you Grippin' on your butt when it's- Uh, aye, grippin' on your butt when it's time for round two Me and all my niggas is the same Me and all my niggas cut from the same- what? If it come down to it, who gon' ta- Aye, if it come down to it, who gon' take a charge? I'll breach from the backend She suck it like a vacuum Pants saggin', it's a MAC-10 Chalk a nigga like a classroom Wh- wh- aye Wh- wh-wh-wh-what? Yeah, aight Aight, nah, for sure You know a nigga like me just tryna cut your head I don't want no problems I don't want no tithes, baby Know a nigga like me just tryna cut head Jump shot 'fore you hit the bed Real tight, real wet, down your leg You know niggas cowards and I'll say it I'll devour it, yeah Let me stick it in, let me s- Bring that drank my way Bring them Percs my way, baby girl, bring that- Bring that mouth my way Bring them M's my way Mmm, mmm I'm the floor shaker, I'm the trunk beater, I'm the hoe sticker You're the ass kisser, you're the store runner, you the whole hoe It's us Gang, Gangerski I don't think no hoe wanna hug on a broke nigga (Yeah) I'm goin' through a lot of smoke with me Rein' up on the drugs like I'm dope flippin' (Shh) We need a boatload of Wock', gang chain sippin' (Right Now) Big bro doin' house visits Yeah, we all in Louis in the morning like they sell breakfast We blew fifty in the morning, never ate breakfast We need some better competition, niggas can't check us (On my mama) Can't Be 'Crete boys over any nigga (Gang) I told her the pool in the back, she a skinny dipper (She naked) I had to take a nigga wife, I'm a real nigga (Woo-hoo) Ain't no green pints allowed, we the seal rippers Make a hoe get a job, take her card skimmin' (A job) Sell a thousand in this town, then I'm city switchin' (Skrrt) If I tell you, "Swear to God", probably lyin' to you (Haha) Ten times out of nine, got the fire with us (Bap, bap) That nigga Lil Boat like my God brother ('Crete boy) We boardin' big jets, not crop dustin' (Hahaha) She give my every wish like a fairy godmother I'm probably goin' to Hell, the opps die, I laugh at 'em I help so many people, sometimes I be tired of 'em No cap, though Can't Be Fucked With boys, Veeze, Wavy 'Crete Bring that drank my way Bring them Percs my way, baby girl, bring that- Bring that mouth my way Bring them M's my way Mmm, mmm I'm the floor shaker, I'm the trunk beater, I'm the hoe sticker You're the ass kisser, you're the store runner Brink that drank my way Bring them Percs my way, baby girl, bring that- Bring that mouth my way Bring them M's my way Mmm, mmm I'm the floor shaker, I'm the trunk beater, I'm the hoe sticker You're the ass kisser, you're the store runner, you the whole hoe