Not The Same

[Chorus: Nadia Nakai]
Tell these hoes play with they nose, not with my name
New Balenciaga on my frame
I'm a Birkin baby, bougie, what you sayin'?
I don't care who wore it first, we not the same

[Post-Chorus: Nadia Nakai]
All these hoes be mid, I'm zaza, I can not compare to you
Talkin' all that shit like "blah-blah" sorry, I ain't hearin' you
Used to fuck a scammer, cashed me out, but he went federal
Million dollar bitch, 'bout to move another decimal

[Verse 1: Nadia Nakai]
Run up all he bills we going dumb on him
He ain't a goofy bitch, I heard he got a gun on him
You think you got it 'til you spendin' on my hair
Yellow niggas, they my bitches, got they asses in air
Big Birkin bodega, cake up like a baker
Balling, L.A. Laker, bitches movin' hella paper
This ain't even funny, uh, drip is hella runny, uh
He be in tummy like my baby, I'm your mommy, uh
I ain't even stressin', little bitches, I put haters on
Even if it's murky, keep it movin', got my gators on
We be goin' dumb inside the crib until the neighbors call
He ain't got no money, make him dip like he tomato sauce

[Chorus: Nadia Nakai]
Tell these hoes play with they nose, not with my name
New Balenciaga on my frame
I'm a Birkin baby, bougie, what you sayin'?
I don't care who wore it first, we not the same

[Post-Chorus: Nadia Nakai, Lucasraps]
All these hoes be mid, I'm zaza, I can not compare to you
Talkin' all that shit like "blah-blah" sorry, I ain't hearin' you
Used to fuck a scammer, cashed me out, but he went federal
Million dollar bitch (Yeah, yeah), 'bout to move another decimal

[Verse 2: Lucasraps]
Man, told her put that pussy on a pedestal
Shake that ass, you know who be the young general
You get it, girl, get you Fendi and a bezel, ho
Swear there's plenty more, take your ass out to the jewelry store
Come see a nigga, do that walk for me, girl (Girl)
Give that pussy a voice, let me talk to it, girl (Girl)
Throw it back, ride me like a moped
Let me bust a nut, send you to Clicks with a plan (B, B, B)
Oops I— I meant Bragga (Bragga)
Can you tell these boys how we gon' fuck shit up this summer?
Stay gettin' these commas, givin' everyone a problem
We gon' get it regardless, we gon' get it regardless, just tell 'em

[Chorus: Nadia Nakai]
Tell these hoes play with they nose, not with my name
New Balenciaga on my frame
I'm a Birkin baby, bougie, what you sayin'?
I don't care who wore it first, we not the same

[Post-Chorus: Nadia Nakai]
All these hoes be mid, I'm zaza, I can not compare to you
Talkin' all that shit like "blah-blah" sorry, I ain't hearin' you
Used to fuck a scammer, cashed me out, but he went federal
Million dollar bitch, 'bout to move another decimal

[Outro]
So— So— Soko
Kronik (Kronik)