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Same Nigga
(专辑: Iceburg - 2019)
June, you're a
genius Huh I'm the
same lil' dusty lil' feet nigga came from that Candler, they can't even believe it (On God) Gucci had dropped off them racks, and I
got off my back and this shit ain't no secret, nigga Uh, came from them Regals Now I
ride Rolls Royce and Lamborghinis Huh, fuck the
subpoena Fuck to your honor, I
got my lawyer speaking Up all night, don't get no sleep, I
be geeking She said, "Record this shit," she freaking (Nasty) Pockets filled with them Franklins, Aretha Yeah, Iceburg colder than freezer, huh Racks on me and I
got Visa, yeah I
whip it out, she gon' eat up Car too fast, keep up These niggas, they broke and they mad we up Break it down, speed it up, hold up, woah Ride in the
back, got my feet up Hold up, heard these niggas mad that we up Nigga drop a
dot, we can meet up (What?) I'm that same young nigga from Candler I
come from that mantel, don't get it confused (On God) Come to East, we get shot out your shoes (Fire) We the
new Death Row, bitch, I'm Snoop (Hah) We spinning your block like a
hula hoop (Hmm) We turn your shit to Ragu (Ooh) Bitch, I
got money like Jew (Cash) Get the
backend, on the
money, go 'choo (Racks) I
made that chopper go hoo Two bands spent on my shoe Can't fuck one, I
got two Bankroll big, all blue (Yeah, all blue) Go to the
mall and get blew Bitch, I'm balling, ooh I'm the
same lil' dusty lil' feet nigga came from that Candler, they can't even believe it (On God) Gucci had dropped off them racks, and I
got off my back and this shit ain't no secret, nigga Uh, came from them Regals Now I
ride Rolls Royce and Lamborghinis Huh, fuck the
subpoena Fuck to your honor, I
got my lawyer speaking Up all night, don't get no sleep, I
be geeking She said, "Record this shit," she freaking (Nasty) Pockets filled with them Franklins, Aretha Yeah, Iceburg colder than freezer, huh Racks on me and I
got Visa, yeah I
whip it out, she gon' eat up Car too fast, keep up These niggas, they broke and they mad we up These niggas broke and they mad (They mad) Get off your ass, shit sad (Shit sad) I
gotta get me a
bag (A bag) I
gotta keep me a
bag Good on my face, they put shit on my tab Young nigga slept in the
trash Now I
got bags to fill up a
trashcan (On God) Hood left me scarred, I
got scabs When the
shit getting hard, I
just stack that shit tall like giraffe Wrist water, that shit took a
bath No, I
didn't follow, I
made my own path Add this shit up like a
math Same lil' nigga put the
hood on the
map Sold out show but we still gotta trap We getting all of the
money, this shit not fair Think we going broke, nigga must be on meth Bitch, we going up in the
air I'm the
same lil' dusty lil' feet nigga came from that Candler, they can't even believe it (On God) Gucci had dropped off them racks, and I
got off my back and this shit ain't no secret, nigga Uh, came from them Regals Now I
ride Rolls Royce and Lamborghinis Huh, fuck the
subpoena Fuck to your honor, I
got my lawyer speaking Up all night, don't get no sleep, I
be geeking She said, "Record this shit," she freaking (Nasty) Pockets filled with them Franklins, Aretha Yeah, Iceburg colder than freezer, huh Racks on me and I
got Visa, yeah I
whip it out, she gon' eat up Car too fast, keep up These niggas, they broke and they mad we up
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