Same Damn Time
Y'all don't wanna play fair Know what I mean Aye, yeah [Chorus] I wear Gucci I wear Bally at the same damn time On the phone cooking dope at the same damn time Selling white selling mid at the same damn time Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time At the same damn time, at the same damn time At the same damn time, at the same damn time I'm at Pluto I'm at Mars at the same damn time On the sofa popping bottles at the same damn time Gucci made in Italy Bally belt I'm killing shit The way I'm rocking Jimmy Choo tha word got out I'm dealing it I fuck her she a immigrant don't touch her she ain't got benefits Bussing down them Benjamin's fuck it up my Louie kicks Dats tha way I'm kicking it Ferragamo cover me Puerto Rican Japanese we laid up at the double tree Yellow ice a bumble bee pinky ring a quarter key iPhone a metro twerking off tha whole thing My earring a jelly bean gangsta lean an Irene Red eyes no visine I'm loc'd out on tha drink Horseshoes on my jeans Robin jeans wit tha Wings Yellow bone on my team trafficking them Yao Mings Space boots wit tha spikes go to AZ on a flight Mail a hundred overnight, yea yea yea yea [Chorus] pps with the sack going crazy Got some diamonds round my neck no fugazay Bad bitches in the suite tryna to bathe me Just a young hood nigga streets raised me Working wit a unit tryna stretch it to another one Drinking on that active and it's tasting like some bubble gum Thumbing through a check born on a jet Talking on the iPhone sipping out tha styrofoam That dirty got my mind gone that money got my mind blown VVS and white stones VVS and white stones I'm rolling like a rolling stone Free Bandz and Al Capone And my cash way long (turn up) I see a bunch of clones [Chorus] Give me apartment and some water and I can swim Got that Gambino jumping out the gym My young nigga serving J's that's how I clear 'em Jumping cross me you know your chances slim In my aviator Gucci like I'm driving planes When I cash that cash money smell like cocaine Doing Birdman numbers making flips like Jackie Chan Walk inside the jeweler drop my bail on your ring Spent so much in Louis gave me free champagne In Bal Harbour shopping and they doing the same thing And I keep my cup wit me like a pimp I think I'm Magic Don Juan take a clip Spike Lee need to get this shit on film (Movie, Future, Astronaut) [Chorus]
Written by: CHRISTOPHER BRIAN BRIDGES, NAYVADIUS WILBURN, SEAN J. COMBS, SONNY COREY UWAEZUOKE
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