The Same (feat. BreadWinner Tj)

I fell in love w the chrome
My shorty bad to the bone
We could kick it let's what u on
Don't try run up send 3 @ ya done
Clear the boxwe @ key then I'm gone
Shorty natural don't got silicon
Drip in Dior no these ain't no foams
Got 1 up wtf is reload
Brody a sicko he feening to blow
Adrenaline rushing bro told me keep pole
I'm sinning in sinning my ma don't condone
My drip from Dior love to shop @ patron
I wanna quit rapping bro told me keep going
Gotta get on my grind in that mode hit the road need the Cartier frozen
Starting to get it in motion feel like a token

We Used To Trap In Them Hallways
Now I Could Pull-up In Drip @ The Barclays
Knocks on my waist know that's always
You could get hit give a fuck if it's broad day
Been on the road cashing out taking all plays
Roll up that glizzy shit hitting as always
Fucking with us that's a whole nother ball game
Amiri the drip see the rips ain't no Balmain
Said he bring you bad vibes let me shake it off
Could pull-up in some shit that'll turn you on
She said help clear my mind I said take this off
Off a 30 I'm going the pain is gone
And my clip hold a 30 won't make it far
Don't you dare do the dash Brody on that car
S550 pull-up like a racing car
Chopper singing a song like a big guitar

I fell in love w the chrome
My shorty bad to the bone
We could kick it let's what u on
Don't try run up send 3 @ ya done
Clear the boxwe @ key then I'm gone
Shorty natural don't got silicon
Drip in Dior no these ain't no foams
Got 1 up wtf is reload
Brody a sicko he feening to blow
Adrenaline rushing bro told me keep pole
I'm sinning in sinning my ma don't condone
My drip from Dior love to shop @ patron
I wanna quit rapping bro told me keep going
Gotta get on my grind in that mode hit the road need the Cartier frozen
Starting to get it in motion feel like a token

Feel like I'm chosen
Feel like I'm chosen
Tryna find me a better play
Off the drugs in a better place
I be praying for better days
For the cash we went separate ways
We was dogs we done felt the same
If I had it we ate the same
You my heart girl you left me pain
She so smart all she use is brain
Cops on our ass ima beat it
Pour up the quay I be sleeping
I'm at the box boutta beat it
I see an opp R.I.P. em
All in her tummy I'm beating
She a lil freak love the eating
S550 we speeding
Hellcat turn to a demon
Since a younging on bro we was tweaking
Ask the opps we was given em beatings
Bad lil Barbie I'm having her queefing
Open up girl get ready for eatings
You a thot and I know you gone eat it
Yea
I fell in love with the chrome
Yea
My shordy yea she bad to the bone
Yea
I'm in I'm in love w the chrome
My shordy bad Yea she bad to the bone
Yea uh oh



Credits
Writer(s): Keven Finlay
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