Same As Us - King Von

Banger, banger

See I got my chain from Eazy

And bitch I’m a gangster really

Won’t fight, I tote the glizzy

DJ on the beat so it’s a bomb

See I got my chain from Eazy (Uh-uh)

And bitch I’m a gangster really (Uh-uh)

Won’t fight, I tote a glizzy (Uh-uh)

And if you want smoke then come and get it (Boom-boom)

On the block soon I get to the city (Oh yeah)

Everyone be smilin', they miss me (Uh-uh)

All the hoes that pass me whisper (Oh yeah)

Girl that nigga Von can get it

See I’m so street and bitch I’m dangerous

If you ain’t kill nobody, you can’t hang with us

Ain’t tryna kick it, boy I heard you snitch

All my old hoes say I been changin' up

We won’t lack, keep my banger tucked (Uh-uh)

And now you old rappers need to hang it up (Uh-uh)

And they don’t tote fifties 'cause they ain’t gettin' busy, boy

These niggas ain’t the same as us (Boom)

Nah, nah

I think about paintin' the city (Uh-uh)

I might do a hit out the Bentley (Boom)

All in her mouth but my kids on her titties

All of my niggas they crazy and deli (Yeah)

My lil' bitch act like Keisha from belly (Yeah)

Mind on that murder, I’m screamin' free Melly

Can’t do no free features, lil' niggas just sell me (Just sell me, uh, uh)

I’m thinking 'bout buyin' the Rover (Vroom-vroom)

I’m thinking 'bout runnin' them over (Skrrr)

Been doin' hit prolly blow out the motor (Boom-boom)

I saw your bitch and I told her «Come closer"(Come here)

I runnin' up to the shit like I’m 'posed to (Just like I’m 'posed to)

He actin' tough, put that boy on a poster (Boy on a poster)

She wanna fuck so I crack then I ghost

See I got my chain from Eazy (Uh-uh)

And bitch I’m a gangster really (Uh-uh)

Won’t fight, I tote a glizzy (Uh-uh)

And if you want smoke then come and get it (Boom-boom)

On the block soon I get to the city (Oh yeah)

Everyone be smilin', they miss me (Uh-uh)

All the hoes that pass me whisper (Oh yeah)

Girl that nigga Von can get it

See I’m so street and bitch I’m dangerous

If you ain’t kill nobody, you can’t hang with us

Ain’t tryna kick it, boy I heard you snitch

All my old hoes say I been changin' up

We won’t lack, keep my banger tucked (Uh-uh)

And now you old rappers need to hang it up (Uh-uh)

And they don’t tote fifties 'cause they ain’t gettin' busy, boy

These niggas ain’t the same as us (Boom)

DJ on the beat so it’s a banger