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YTB Fatt - Same (Remix) Lyrics



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[YTB Fatt]
(You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)
Uh
Huh, uh, uh (Who that, Trell?)
Uh
Uh
Huh, huh

I put these racks in a duffel
Huh, my trap doin' numbers
When I get there and hustle, we f*ckin'
Beatin' pussy from the back, go bonkers
Uh, outside, I want it in summer
When she first met me, had a hundred
On me
I ain't wanna show that side, didn't know if you want me or the money
Huh, really, this ho buddy-buddy
Huh, she f*ckin' on me and my buddy
Speak
She said that she like fat niggas, huh, all I could think 'bout my brother, G

Uh, huh, we f*ck with the same girl (What the f*ck?)
Uh, damn, we f*ckin' with the samе girl, uh (That shit heartless)
We f*ckin' with thе same girl, huh (Huh, shit, uh)
We f*ck with the same girl

[Rylo Rodriguez]
Yeah, for real, she just got that lipo, ho still can't compete with me
Knew you had a man, but I know that I had a chance, you wanna f*ck a street nigga
Fast-forward, we locked in for real, nigga f*cked your friend, you had us both
Shoot back to the city, you be tryna find ways to spin him, you with him all at my shows
We playin' tough, I get it though
Know you tryna let your feelings show
You tryna pull up to my video
His folks know your vehicle though
I be tryna tell you, you can't be movin' all loose, know niggas kill 'cause hoes
I ain't scared, I'm just tryna put you down, I run with them members though (Run with them members)
'Member one time I thought I lost you
'Member your arch was off, who taught you?
Niggas be trippin', they don't f*ckin' hustle
You be wantin' to post the shit I bought you
You bring up him, make you change the subject
Now you mad, I ain't no pillow-talker
Know the word on the street you f*cked him
You know the city we from be talkin'
Got caught up in relations with two different men, some things judge characters, I understand it
I just seen you postin' your gender reveal, I ain't tryna be the one to f*ck up your family
Got paid for a feature from a random fan, we got mutual partners, them the ones we came with
Girl done FaceTimed someone and then started playin' it, heard your voice and realized we f*ckin' with the same chick

Realized we f*ckin' with the same—
I ain't tryna be the one to f*ck up your family
Realized we f*ckin' with the same—
I ain't tryna be the one to f*ck up your family
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[YTB Fatt]
(You'll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)
Uh
Huh, uh, uh (Who that, Trell?)
Uh
Uh
Huh, huh

I put these racks in a duffel
Huh, my trap doin' numbers
When I get there and hustle, we f*ckin'
Beatin' pussy from the back, go bonkers
Uh, outside, I want it in summer
When she first met me, had a hundred
On me
I ain't wanna show that side, didn't know if you want me or the money
Huh, really, this ho buddy-buddy
Huh, she f*ckin' on me and my buddy
Speak
She said that she like fat niggas, huh, all I could think 'bout my brother, G

Uh, huh, we f*ck with the same girl (What the f*ck?)
Uh, damn, we f*ckin' with the samе girl, uh (That shit heartless)
We f*ckin' with thе same girl, huh (Huh, shit, uh)
We f*ck with the same girl

[Rylo Rodriguez]
Yeah, for real, she just got that lipo, ho still can't compete with me
Knew you had a man, but I know that I had a chance, you wanna f*ck a street nigga
Fast-forward, we locked in for real, nigga f*cked your friend, you had us both
Shoot back to the city, you be tryna find ways to spin him, you with him all at my shows
We playin' tough, I get it though
Know you tryna let your feelings show
You tryna pull up to my video
His folks know your vehicle though
I be tryna tell you, you can't be movin' all loose, know niggas kill 'cause hoes
I ain't scared, I'm just tryna put you down, I run with them members though (Run with them members)
'Member one time I thought I lost you
'Member your arch was off, who taught you?
Niggas be trippin', they don't f*ckin' hustle
You be wantin' to post the shit I bought you
You bring up him, make you change the subject
Now you mad, I ain't no pillow-talker
Know the word on the street you f*cked him
You know the city we from be talkin'
Got caught up in relations with two different men, some things judge characters, I understand it
I just seen you postin' your gender reveal, I ain't tryna be the one to f*ck up your family
Got paid for a feature from a random fan, we got mutual partners, them the ones we came with
Girl done FaceTimed someone and then started playin' it, heard your voice and realized we f*ckin' with the same chick

Realized we f*ckin' with the same—
I ain't tryna be the one to f*ck up your family
Realized we f*ckin' with the same—
I ain't tryna be the one to f*ck up your family
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Writer: Cavon Paige, Klutch Frenchie
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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Performed By: YTB Fatt
From Album: On Zai
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Cavon Paige, Klutch Frenchie
Year: 2024

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