Lyrics
(Yo, Cartier, what that boy say?) Uh, uh (Okay)
I thought I told you this is not a game (Not a game)
I thought I told you I can make it rain (Make it rain) I told you she ain't with you 'cause you're lame (Lame) Two hunnid on the steak, we ain't the same (The same)
I might just drop two hunnid on the Range (Range) I spent a couple rackies on the train (On the train) Then spent a couple rackiеs on the ring (Uh-uh, uh-uh) Uh-uh, stop comparin', uh-uh, stop that starin' Uh-uh, diamonds glarin', uh-uh, God-fearin' Uh-uh, Raf wearin', uh-uh, young nigga, uh-uh, racks carin', uh Yeah, I'm tweakin' Shawty see the ice on my wrist, now she leakin'
Shawty got a skin-tight dress, I know she geekin' Shawty said her kids with they dad on the weekend She like, "You Jamaican? Better take me Out to Kingston" (Uh-uh, uh-uh, okay) Mix the Raf Simons (Raf) with the Hugo Boss (Boss) In the spaceship (Ship), finna blast off (Take off) I'm an asshole (Uh), I show my ass off (Uh) And I'm a rich nigga, I show my— (Yo, Cartier, what that boy say?)
Okay, okay, okay (Uh-uh, uh-uh) Okay (Okay), okay (Okay), okay (Uh-uh, uh-uh) Niggas, they sayin' they hate me Don't know if you noticed, I don't give a shit (Shit) Niggas ain't makin' no money I know that you're scared, ain't takin' no I had to put me some socks on the G (G) I be steppin' up, Prada the feet (Ayy)
So many bitties wan' fall out to me (Me) So many bitties wan' swallow the me (Me) I get this money, you know I had beef (Ayy, huh?) I had to back out the heat (Ayy, huh?) I'm makin' money this week (Ayy, huh?) So many bitties on me (Huh?)
I got so much shawties on my line, I can't explain it (Explain it) First, they see me do it, then you do it, man, I hate it (Yeah) Mama got a Benz, I can finally say I made it, yeah (Woah, ha) I made it, yeah, I made it, yeah, I made it, yeah, I made it I had to whip it like Mitch (Let's go) I had to whip it like Mitch (Let's go) The Rollie two-tone and it's lit (Lit, come on) I told her, "Come give me a kiss" (Ayy, come on) You know I don't know how to miss (Ayy, come on) The ice on my hand like a wrist (Ayy, come on)
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"DA SAME" is a song by Cochise from the album WHY ALWAYS ME?.
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