Lyrics Not Da Same (feat. Yeat) - KANKAN

Bitch, I touched a M, I just went insane (yeah)
I just went and bought that Rollie, filled that bitch with rain (yeah)
That bitch pull up, suck on, give me Helmut Lang (yeah)
Bitch, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (not the same)

That boy broke, no, he not (uh)
That boy broke, no, hell nah, he not gang (yeah)
All these racks I made off codeine, might go buy a chain (yeah)
Half of these niggas, they really owe me but I′m rich so can't complain
Yeah, nigga, free my brothers out that chain (out that chain)
Yeah, hell nah, I ain′t even talkin' Johnny Dang
Yeah, your lil' hoe too basic, yeah, she plain (that hoe plain)
Fill my wrist up with them racks, it cost a private plane (private plane)
Yeah, not even for a hoe, I can′t stop the drank (yeah)
Yeah, I just told my bitch I need another break (yeah)
I just fucked her friend ′cause all these bitches fake (ayy, uh)
Passed that hoe to twin 'cause all these hoes the same
I just drop top coupe the Benz, bitch, I know this shit insane
His bitch on my dick, I bought that hoe some Cane′s
Me and my brother in the trap, that bitch just like the bank
We gon' send that nigga up just like my fuckin′ rank
Free my brother out that pen, you know he keep a shank
We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days
Bitch, that Draco hit his kid, that shit was no mistake, yeah
All my twins, they duckin' 12, take ′em on a chase
SOD just like Big Draco, think I need a rake
OVO and TwizzyRich, lil' bitch, yeah, shoutout Drake
Really rich, I fuck them racks up, yeah, right in the Wraith, ha
Double R shit, go ask your bitch, yeah, 'cause we not the same

Yeah, go ′head, go ask your bitch how the hell I taste
I went and ran up a M or two, bitch, all I got is them blue face
I′m on the side of the Lamb', I′m on the side of the plane
I told the pilot to land, just know that we ain't the same
I went in YSL, bought them denims jeans and a shirt or two (ooh, huh)
Yeah, you talkin′ like you damn rich, we ain't never heard of you (ooh, huh)
Yeah, hundreds on hundreds on hundreds, I′m at the top with the GM (ooh, huh)
I got hundreds of hundreds of toppers, all them bitch in my DM (ooh, huh)
Yeah, I'm on the bean, I'm on the neon (yeah)
Yeah, I need some lean, I need some Wock′ I can lean on (yeah)
Yeah, but bitch you a fiend, we don′t got nothin' you be on
I just pulled up, I step in the Margiela, yeah, and I put the Celine on

Bitch, I touched a M, I just went insane (yeah)
I just went and bought that Rollie, filled that bitch with rain (yeah)
That bitch pull up, suck on, give me Helmut Lang (yeah)
Bitch, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (not the same)

That boy broke, no, he not (uh)
That boy broke, no, hell nah, he not gang (yeah)
All these racks I made off codeine, might go buy a chain (yeah)
Half of these niggas, they really owe me but I′m rich so can't complain
Yeah, nigga, free my brothers out that chain (out that chain)
Yeah, hell nah, I ain′t even talkin' Johnny Dang
Yeah, yo lil′ hoe too basic, yeah, she plain (that hoe plain)
Fill my wrist up with them racks, it cost a private plane (private plane)
Yeah, not even for a hoe, I can't stop the drank (yeah)
Yeah, I just told my bitch I need another break (yeah)
I just fucked her friend 'cause all these bitches fake (ayy, uh)
Passed that hoe to twin ′cause all these hoes the same
I just drop top coupe the Benz, bitch, I know this shit insane
His bitch on my dick, I bought that hoe some Cane′s
Me and my brother in the trap, that bitch just like the bank
We gon' send that nigga up just like my fuckin′ rank
Free my brother out that pen, you know he keep a shank
We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days
Bitch, that Draco hit his kid, that shit was no mistake, yeah
All my twins they duckin' 12, take ′em on a chase
SOD just like Big Draco, think I need a rake
OVO and TwizzyRich, lil' bitch, yeah, shoutout Drake
Really rich, I fuck them racks up, yeah, right in the Wraith, ha
Double R shit, go ask your bitch, yeah, ′cause we not the same, ha