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Ken Carson - Same Thing (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ken Carson
Ken Carson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cas van der Heijden
Cas van der Heijden
Songwriter
Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
Kenyatta Frazier Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Loesoe
Loesoe
Producer
Roark Bailey
Roark Bailey
Mixing Engineer
Ben Lidsky
Ben Lidsky
Recording Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Oh, yeah) go Go (Loesoe going crazy) Oh, yeah Oh, yeah Bust down watch, bust down ring Yeah, this ain't Plain Jane I got swag, ayy, for days, ayy They rockin' the same thing Bells ring when you say my name If you talk down, I'm gon' bang If you talkin' down, I'm gon' shoot I'ma pull up on you and your gang I'ma pull up on you and your gang I'ma pull up rock out with that stick How this nigga ain't never ever catch a body, but he call himself John Wick? How these niggas ain't never ever catch a body, but they always posted with sticks? Yeah, these niggas be posted up with them guns, but they never shot shit Pussy boy never popped shit Pussy boy, you not popping Pussy boy, need to stop it Pussy boy, need to stop it Money in my bag, 'cause I can't fit it in my wallet Them niggas, they smoke anemic My boys, we smoke exotic Shawty said she wanna keep my kid, but I ain't ready to be no papi I ain't tryna fuck no more Woah, suck me sloppy I'm up my opps, I ain't gotta check the score, I know that I got it I'm in your city right now and I'm 'bout to do a show, tell me, who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me? All of these niggas be hoes, they ain't on shit Niggas goin' out sad, bad, and they say it's up, all about a bitch I can't go out bad, sad, nah 'Cause I'm way too up, yeah, I'm way too rich I'm just way, way too lit I just care more about my shit I just give a little bit of fucks And these niggas, they don't give no fucks That's why all of they hoes wanna fuck me 'Cause they know my swag contagious like a disease You in her DM, I got this ho' on her knees You worry 'bout a bitch, but that bitch, she ain't none to me Yeah, these niggas be trippin' about these fees These niggas be trippin' Bust down watch, bust down ring Yeah, this ain't Plain Jane I got swag, ayy, for days, ayy They rockin' the same thing Bells ring when you say my name If you talk down, I'm gon' bang If you talkin' down, I'm gon' shoot I'ma pull up on you and your gang I'ma pull up on you and your gang I'ma pull up rock out with that stick How this nigga ain't never ever catch a body, but he call himself John Wick? How these niggas ain't never ever catch a body, but they always posted with sticks? Yeah, these niggas be posted up with them guns, but they never shot shit
Writer(s): Cas Van Der Heijden, Kenyatta Lee Frazier Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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