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cole myer & yung grady - not the same lyrics

switchin’ lanes, foreign cars, they gon’ know my name
yeah, i’m off the lot, i’m off the x, i just be goin’ insane
she pull up for s+x, i don’t want s+x, so she gon’ give me that brain
i’m off the perc and i’m goin’ berserk, i sit back in my chair and i’m runnin’ the game

i get the money, yeah, we not the same
double my money, i double my wealth
pull up on the b+tch and i send her to h+ll
you kissed the b+tch, i’m the one that would tell
i’m not a snitch, but f+ck everybody that doubted me, i will not go wish ’em well
i’m not a b+tch, i pull up with guns and you pull up with hammers, no muf+ckin’ nails

go on a chase and be runnin’ the race, if you dodge that sh+t while i’m runnin’ from twelve
i f+ck the b+tch and then i f+ck a friend, i might die in that sh+t, it’s a motherf+ckin’ spell
out of my body, they talk about bringin’ the drums, they talk about bringin’ the bells
he drop the perc in the bag and i call him a dumbass, i wouldn’t send it through the mail

how much money make a motherf+ckin’ talk? spazz on the beat on a motherf+ckin’ flaw
fully loaded, how i motherf+ckin’ walk. spazz on the beat, it’s k!llin’ me (ahhh)
skin on the rim, i feel like tony hawk, these b+tches be finna be up on the block
imagine if the president was the rock, that’d be some sh+t that i would like a lot

rockin’ a turban, i cannot be seen, got the paper, got the green
got the money, cheddar cheese, b+tch said she’d be missin’ me
told her i don’t disagree, four+leaf clover, that’s for me
h+lla bands just for the bean, she leave back and forth and in+between
i cannot f+ck with a rat, i wear luiv, i ain’t f+ck with prada, but i f+cked with gucci
got rick owens on and i’m feelin’ spooky, the b+tch led me on how the b+tch so kooky
i’m wearin’ all white like the thief of the night, she pull up tonight and she pull up to pipe
the weeknd is on and then i hit it right, one life in this b+tch, you do not live it twice

i’m pullin’ up, b+tch, what is the price? i’m takin’ my odds and i’m rollin’ the dice
bounce ass back cause i’m hittin’ it twice, me and yung grady, vanilla and ice
switchin’ lanes, foreign cars, they gon’ know my name
yeah, i’m off the lot, i’m off the x, i just be goin’ insane

she pull up for s+x, i don’t want s+x, so she gon’ give me that brain
i’m off the perc and i’m goin’ berserk, i sit back in my chair and i’m runnin’ the game
i get the money, yeah, we not the same, double my money, i double my wealth
pull up on the b+tch and i send him to h+ll

you kiss the b+tch, i’m the one that would tell
i’m not a snitch, but f+ck everybody that doubted me, i would not go wish ’em well
i’m not a b+tch, i pull up with guns and you pull up with hammers, no more f+ckin’ nails
you don’t have a chance of me runnin’ the race if you dodge that sh+t while i’m runnin’ for twelve

i f+ck the b+tch and then i f+ck her friend i might die in that sh+t, it’s in my f+ckin’ spell
trippin’ off the shrooms, i’m seeing god
i’m shooting first person, it’s feelin’ like cod
we not the same, i’m on top of you all

i’m throwin’ these hands, we gon’ get in a brawl
i’m trippin’ off x and i’m trippin’ off molly
i don’t call her id, n0body call me
i’m on the court, somebody gon’ sign me
you already know the yung grady, he be ballin
runnin’ that b+tch with a bulletproof vest
i beat his ass, i feel like ronald test
i’m feelin’ the worst, but i’m lookin’ the best

i told him to slide and he said that’s a threat
i get the money, i’m here to collect
give cole myer his $80, go write him a check
i am the goat, i deserve my respect

while the f+ck she pullin’ up, she don’t give neck
d+mn, we not the same, i can’t never change
i get the bl!ck and i aim to the brain
i’m off the x, i don’t know what i’m sayin

if i pop another one, i’ll go insane
that’s just a risk that i’m willing to take
i said it was fire but i sold him shake
i walk on the field, i’m seein’ the snakes

- cole myer yung grady lyrics

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