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Ken Carson - Same Thing Original Lyrics

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[Intro]
(Oh, yeah), go
Go (Loesoe going crazy)
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah

[Chorus]
Bust down watch, bust down ring, yeah, this ain't plain Jane
I got swag, ayy, for days, ayy, they rockin' the same thing
Bells ring when you say my name
If you talk down, I'm gon' bang
If you talkin' down, I'm gon' shoot
I'ma pull up on you and your gang
I'ma pull up on you and your gang
I'ma pull up, rock out with that shit
How this nigga ain't never ever catch a body, but he call himself John Wick?
How these niggas ain't never ever catch a body, but they always posted with sticks?
Yeah, these niggas be posted up with them guns, but they never shot shit

[Verse]
Pussy boy never popped shit (No)
Pussy boy, you not poppin' (Oh)
Pussy boy need to stop it (Yeah)
Pussy boy need to stop it (Yeah)
Monеy in my bag 'cause I can't fit it in my wallet
Them niggas, thеy smoke anemic, my boys, we smoke exotic
Shawty said she wanna keep my kid, but I ain't ready to be no papi (Hell nah)
I ain't tryna fuck no more, woah, suck me sloppy (Woah, woah)
I'm above my opps, I ain't gotta check the score, I know that I got it
I'm in your city right now and I'm 'bout to do a show, tell me who gon' stop me (Nobody)
Who gon' stop me? (Nobody)
All of these niggas be hoes, they ain't on shit (Yeah)
Niggas goin' out sad, bad, and they say it's up all about a bitch (Yeah)
I can't go out bad, sad, nah, 'cause I'm way too up, yeah, I'm way too rich (Yeah)
I'm just way, way too rich (Yeah)
I just care more about my shit (Yeah)
I just give a little bit of fucks (Yeah)
And these niggas, they don't give no fucks
That's why all of they hoes wanna fuck me
'Cause they know my swag contagious like a disease (Yeah)
You in her DM, I got this ho on her knees (Yeah)
You love on that bitch, but that bitch, she ain't nothin' to me
Yeah, these niggas be trippin' about these fees
These niggas be trippin'
When I was in school I was skippin' (I was skippin')
Yeah, I was just chillin' (Chillin')
Yeah, I was just keepin' my pimpin'
'Cause I knew that shit wasn't for me
I said fuck that shit, started rappin' (Woah)
Now look at me, I'm livin' my dreams (Yeah)
I was just broke as a joke, niggas said it was up, they was laughin' at me (Yeah)
Opium, we like a goat, and yeah, we who your lil' bro wanna be (Yeah)
But he can never-ever be (Nah), 'cause he's just not him (Nah)
I was just rockin' H&M (Yeah), now I Rick Owen my denim (Yeah)
And I got them racks up in 'em (Yeah), like Lil Baby, I'm four pockets full
Look at my neck and wrist, you see them jewels (Uh-huh)
Shawty tripping she off that Azul (Uh-huh)
That molly it got her jaw lockin' (Yeah)
I'm in her mouth like some Pockys (Yeah)
I'm in my bag like some Takis (Yeah)
Shawty suck me up so sloppy (Uh-huh)
Talkin' 'bout sticks, I got these (Yeah)
Talkin' 'bout bricks, I got these (Oh, yeah)
[Chorus]
Bust down watch, bust down ring, yeah, this ain't plain Jane
I got swag, ayy, for days, ayy, they rockin' the same thing
Bells ring when you say my name
If you talk down, I'm gon' bang
If you talkin' down, I'm gon' shoot
I'ma pull up on you and your gang
I'ma pull up on you and your gang
I'ma pull up, rock out with that shit
How this nigga ain't never ever catch a body, but he call himself John Wick
How these niggas ain't never ever catch a body, but they always posted with sticks?
Yeah, these niggas be posted up with them guns, but they never shot shit