Yeat - Not Da Same lyrics

[Pre-Chorus: Yeat] b*tch, I touched an M, I just went insane (Yeah) I just went and bought that rollie, filled that b*tch with rain (Yeah) That b*tch pull up su*k on, give me Helmut Lang (Yeah) b*tch, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (Not the same) [Chorus: Kankan] That boy broke, no, he not (Uh) That boy broke, no, hell nah, he not gang (Yeah) All these racks I made off codeine, might go buy a chain (Yeah) Half of these ni**as they [?] so can't complain Yeah, ni**a, free my brothers out that chain (Out that chain) Yeah, [?] I ain't even talking Johnny Dang Yeah, yellow ho too basic, yeah, she plain (That ho plain) Glow my wrist up with thеm racks, it cost a private plane (Private planе) They're not even for her, I can't stop the drank (Yeah) Yeah, I just told my b*tch I need another break (Yeah) I just fu*ked her friend 'cause all these b*tches fake (Ayy, uh) Passed that ho to twin 'cause all these ho's the same I just drop top coupe the Benz, count up, this sh*t insane His b*tch on my dick I bought that ho some cake And my brother in the [?] like a bank We gon' send a ni**a up, just like my fu*kin' rank Free my brother out that pin, you know he keep a shank We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days [?] Draco hit his kid, that sh*t was no mistake, yeah All my twins [?], take 'em on a chase SOD just like Big Draco, think I need a rake OVO and Twizzy rich, lil' b*tch, yeah, shoutout Drake Really rich off of them racks, yeah, ride in the Wraith [?] go ask your b*tch, yeah, 'cause we not the same [Verse: Yeat] Yeah, go 'head, go ask your b*tch how the hell I taste I went and ran up an M or two, b*tch, all I got is them blue faces I'm on the side of the Lamb', I'm on the side of the plane I told the pilot to land, just know that we not the same I'm went to YSL, bought them denims jeans and a shirt or two (Ooh, huh) Yeah, you talkin' like you damn rich, we ain't never heard of you (Ooh, huh) Yeah, hundreds on hundreds on hundreds, I'm at the top with [?] (Ooh, huh) I got hundreds of hundreds of toppers, all them b*tches in my DM's (Ooh, huh) Yeah, I'm on the bean, I'm on the neon (Yeah) Yeah, I need some lean, I'm need some Wock I can lean on (Yeah) Yeah, but b*tch you a fiend, we don't got nothin' you be on I just pulled up in my Mason Margiela, [?] put Celine on [Pre-Chorus: Yeat] b*tch, I touched an M, I just went insane (Yeah) I just went and bought that rollie, filled that b*tch with rain (Yeah) That b*tch pull up su*k on, give me Helmut Lang (Yeah) b*tch, we rich and you not, no, we not the same (Not the same) [Chorus: Kankan] That boy broke, no, he not (Uh) That boy broke, no, hell nah, he not gang (Yeah) All these racks I made off codeine, might go buy a chain (Yeah) Half of these ni**as they [?] so can't complain Yeah, ni**a, free my brothers out that chain (Out that chain) Yeah, [?] I ain't even talking Johnny Dang Yeah, yellow ho too basic, yeah, she plain (That ho plain) Glow my wrist up with them racks, it cost a private plane (Private plane) They're not even for her, I can't stop the drank (Yeah) Yeah, I just told my b*tch I need another break (Yeah) I just fu*ked her friend 'cause all these b*tches fake (Ayy, uh) Passed that ho to twin 'cause all these ho's the same I just drop top coupe the Benz, count up, this sh*t insane His b*tch on my dick I bought that ho some cake And my brother in the [?] like a bank We gon' send a ni**a up, just like my fu*kin' rank Free my brother out that pin, you know he keep a shank We got chickens in the den, we got racks for days [?] Draco hit his kid, that sh*t was no mistake, yeah All my twins [?], take 'em on a chase SOD just like Big Draco, think I need a rake OVO and Twizzy rich, lil' b*tch, yeah, shoutout Drake Really rich off of them racks, yeah, ride in the Wraith [?] go ask your b*tch, yeah, 'cause we not the same