SAME THINGS

[Chorus: Dani Kiyoko]
Yeah, I know they love me
Get a bag, yeah, they all wan' fuck me
Got a Glock 9 right up on my hip, yeah, they can't touch me
Nigga wanna talk shit up on my gang, yeah, they too funny
Whole lotta racks bussin' out my jeans, shawty say she love me
Whole lotta racks wrap round my body, woah, like a mummy
Shawty wanna eat the dick up, eat the dick up like a zombie
Yeah, ayy, I fuck her sideways, I fuck her sideways
My nigga, they bringing the bass in the building, my nigga, they fuck up the place
My twin finna slide with that stick in that back, okay, we fuck up ya face
Yeah, then some of my niggas, they banging that blood and crip, okay, they two face
They say I'm the goat, I'm havin two names, okay I feel like I'm Jace
Yeah and I got that chop, yeah, I got that chop, okay, it spray like some mace

[Verse 1: Dani Kiyoko]
Rockin' Dolce, bitch like foreplay
Throwin' racks, like, bitch, go play
Shawty freak, finna do what I say
Run it back like, shit, no way
Lose my mind like I'm off the molly
12 on the block tryna find me
Gimme brain like a fuckin' zombie
Shawty got a body, finna ride me
Opp on the block tryna find me
Glock 19 fuck his lining
Twin finna slide, perfect timing
Hop on the beat no,w I'm rhyming
Took his life, now his momma crying
So many fuck niggas eyeing

[Bridge: Dani Kiyoko]
White ho say I'm too awesome
So many hoes in the trap, okay, damn, man, I gotta boss em
Niggas lookin at my kicks, okay, damn, huh, like, what it cost 'em?
So many lame niggas in the scene, goddamn, man, they can't trust 'em, can't trust 'em

[Chorus: Dani Kiyoko]
Yeah, I know they love me
Get a bag, yeah, they all wan' fuck me
Got a Glock 9 right up on my hip, yeah, they can't touch me
Nigga wanna talk shit up on my gang, yeah, they too funny
Whole lotta racks bussin' out my jeans, shawty say she love me
Whole lotta racks wrap round my body, woah, like a mummy
Shawty wanna eat the dick up, eat the dick up like a zombie
Yeah, ayy, I fuck her sideways, I fuck her sideways
My nigga, they bringing the bass in the building, my nigga, they fuck up the place
My twin finna slide with that stick in that back, okay, we fuck up ya face
Yeah, then some of my niggas, they banging that blood and crip, okay, they two face
They say I'm the goat, I'm havin two names, okay I feel like I'm Jace
Yeah and I got that chop, yeah, I got that chop, okay, it spray like some mace

[Verse 2: reefuh]
Yeah, we servin' the rocks, I'm servin' the bass
We servin' them rocks, I'm servin' the bass
Lil' shawty a thot, get fuck out the place
We killin' an opp, pussy-boy got slain
We killin' the opps and diggin' they grave
I'm drinkin' Act', ain't tryna behave
Lil' shawty a thot, get fucked in her face
Bitch, I'm runnin' up guap, you runnin' in place, hold up
Yeah, shawty watchin' me on YouTube
Pussy got the stick, this shit do more than give a boo-boo (Yeah, yeah)
Somethin' wrong with your drip, yeah, it came in a gauntlet dripped in Fubu (Yeah, yeah)
Big ol' 7.62-2, 2-2
Look up her panties, not a tutu, tutu (Yeah, yeah)
[?] boy need a [?]
We got bucks, yeah, Buku, Buku (Yeah, yeah)
I turn the studio, I turn the booth, I turn the stu' to a lair
We goin' here from there, yeah, jump off a plane
LAX straight to Bel-Air
All-black Porche, this a dark horse, Juicy J x Katy Perr
You don't got no flair
I like to rock the Rick, but not Ric Flair
I woke up at 6, pullin' out my hair
I drink cough syrup like I'm sick, but I'm well
Pussy boy, you talk like a bitch, I can tell
I got a-all type of stick, yeah, yeah
They tryna bite all of my drip, go to Hell
Roll up in the caddy, lil' shawty's a baddie
Coupe blue than the Patek, than the Patek, I had it, I had it
Push up and get put up on your back in an attic, the attic
Two cups and that's when this shit get tragic, lil' football, lil' magic
I pop a football like Madden
Lil' reefuh came with the static
Lil' reefuh came with the—