NewDaySameShit ft. Who, Dre & 15Geno Lyrics

Nigga, new day same shit

Chillin with the same bitch

Drakey with the same kick

Glocky with the same switch

You can't never stop on what I step cuz you ain't gang bitch

G with monkey nuts turn a gorilla to an ape bitch

AR with a plain stock

Bitch got me a plain watch

He thinks that he can move like me just cuz we got the same opps

I'm glad you're stacking bread but me and you ain't got the same knots

He thought his bitch was special, me and him don had the same twat

I stick to the code, fuck being something that I ain't not

He turnt into a snitch, I'd kill myself before I trade spots

Flashes on the Glock, he kicking doors but this ain't swat

Buddy ass survived and then we caught him at the same spot

Like how the fuck you let that happen nigga

Doing too much flexing on the road he caught a face shot

Brother caught a hemi, spent some bands and got the case dropped

Came back with the same chop

He's tryna do a circus act

Tryna rob the plug with no pole Ian heard of that

Turn a nigga load to Swiss Cheese like where your burger at

Hit you in your chest now you bleeding where your burner at

Cut a nigga throat wide open, this that murder rap

I keep 2 Glocks on me I be double strapped

Ion think he dead yet nigga go and double back

Told the bitch run it in, she don ran a lap

When 15 gets to talking he don't ever cap

On the daily I got gang posted in the trap

Same old shit, just a different day

Put your mans in this wood, finna face an 8th

This lil shit will really get to singing it's the baby drake

200 on the dash, Brodie we ain't hit the breaks

No BBL but it's fat, shorty make it shake

They think it's sweet over here cuz I'm getting cake

I'ma keep it real with you baby I don't fuck with fake

You either melt the body down or dump it in the lake

Dog seen me out with his bitch I know he filled with hate

Niggas know I'm Top G like Andrew Tate

I can't go without my strap nigga it ain't never safe

I think he pressing up on me put it to his face

I always keep a ski on me I don't need a case

I got some ahh in this whip I ain't tryna race

Shorty said she's feeling kinda hungry let her get a taste

After that tell the bitch get up out my place

Ever since I slid wit the Drake nothing was the same

Bullets booming to the beat sounding like sum 808s

Put a D before his P get him jumped out the gang

I can't see a ring on my finger guess I'll Mary Jane

I sold this nigga 3.5 he put it on display

I just made a band its nun but a regular day

Brother gliding in the GLI

Took your bitch and left her slimed

Nigga why'd you act surprised

Sliding wit the ahh have you ever heard a llama cry

Now that niggas in the sky

Naw he's really in my wood

I'm smoking on them dead guys

Yeah, and I quite enjoy it

This bitch would be a dime but she's quite annoying

She made my D Rose but we're not sex toying

I won't cuff her but she wants Bandz as her next boyfriend

Euuh, nigga, that's not real yimping

Why you crying bout the bitch, quit all that simping

I surprised him with the switch and I left him limping

I could see it now, I hear them T-Shirts printing

Bitch, Jbandz