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redda - we not the same lyrics

[verse]
we not s—, we not the same, no, we not the same (ayy, geo got the bands, huh?)
we not same, we not the s—, no, we not the same
no, we not the same, yeah
i f+ck that b+tch, now that b+tch [?], yeah
that b+tch sweet, got a b+tch, candy cane, yeah
had a bad b+tch wet like some rain, yeah
and she said, “redda fire, redda flame”
sippin’ that drank, yeah, sippin’ that drank, yeah
sippin’ that wock’, yeah, i’m sippin’ that paint, yeah
i just rolled up, b+tch, pass me the flame
i get money like day to day, that boy, he a lame
told that p+ssy to stay in his lane, yeah
we get racks, we don’t care ’bout the fame, yeah
talkin’ sh+t, go get hit by a train
he a b+tch, it’s no one to blame, yeah
i was f+ckin’ that b+tch, she was toxic, yeah
had the lean on the b+tch, had to toss it
she said diamonds all over her face, yeah
and that b+tch got ice, yeah, that b+tch lil’ frosty
why b+tch on my d+ck, said that b+tch it looks awesome, yeah
i got a glock, come and try it, be conscious
had to find my mud that i lost, yeah
ridin’ ’round town with that .45 glocky

[verse]
we not s—, we not the same, no, we not the same
we not same, we not the s—, no, we not the same
no, we not the same, yeah
i f+ck that b+tch, now that b+tch [?], yeah
that b+tch sweet, got a b+tch, candy cane, yeah
had a bad b+tch wet like some rain, yeah
and she said, “redda fire, redda flame”
sippin’ that drank, yeah, sippin’ that drank, yeah
sippin’ that wock’, yeah, i’m sippin’ that paint, yeah
i just rolled up, b+tch, pass me the flame
i get money like day to day, that boy, he a lame (ayy, geo got the bands, huh?)
told that p+ssy to stay in his lane, yeah
we get racks, we don’t care ’bout the fame, yeah
talkin’ sh+t, go get hit by a train
he a b+tch, it’s no one to blame, yeah
i was f+ckin’ that b+tch, she was toxic, yeah
had the lean on the b+tch, had to toss it
she said diamonds all over her face, yeah
and that b+tch got ice, yeah, that b+tch lil’ frosty
why b+tch on my d+ck, said that b+tch it looks awesome, yeah
i got a glock, come and try it, be conscious
had to find my mud that i lost, yeah
ridin’ ’round town with that .45 glocky

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