Wale, Rick Ross, Gunplay - Same Damn Time lyrics

Future what it do, nigga? Boss!
Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys
Was happ'nin'?

Whipping white and baking soda
At the same damn time puffy got a mansion
Bitch I got the same damn kind
Went and bought two sixty twos
At the same damn time
Rock an AP and a Rolly, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
Still selling boy and girl
At the same damn time
Selling cane, getting brain
At the same damn time
All the women say my name
At the same damn time
Letting off two different choppers at
The same damn time
Putting down in different projects at
The same damn time


Dope money still a object
It’s the same damn grind
But I got two platinum artists
At the same damn time
Went and got two Maseratis at
The same damn time
Liberace, John Gotti, at the same damn time
At the same damn time
It’s the same damn grind
Cappin' boy, cooking crack
At the same damn time
On my Twitter writing raps
At the same damn time
Getting head counting bread
At the same down time

She on Molly, she with Mary
At the same damn time
We the squad, Young Folarin
Out that Maybach Mob
Fuck a tape, fuck your broad
Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law
No days off, Gunplay ball
Sick with the cross like Deron going off
At the same damn time
Shape like a eight, face like a dime
Heard she dancin' at Kamal's
And she make to much to stop
And she stripping, go to college
And they trickin' her deposit
While them bitches always gossip
She busy going shopping
At the same, at the same time
And your girl don’t show her
Face when I be FaceTimin'
SB Nike's, with the grey box
You in the past me and
Future on the same watch

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally
At the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope
At the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid
At the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches
At the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm at Pluto, I'm at Mars
At the same damn time
On the sofa, poppin' bottles
At the same damn time

All black, khaki jumper, actin' a donkey
At the same damn time
Got these bitches poppin' monkey
Metro Zoo in here, with my crew in here
With all these hogs in the game
No room for you in here
Limo tints on my shades
Skinnies on my blades
Crocodile kicks like my hood the Everglades
Rich forever paid do it with no effort
Now lets effin' celebrate
Toast and spill the grapes
Hoes catchin' vapes toe touchin' freaks
She jumped on my pole and did
A pole trick for me
Slippin' on ya pimpin' that means
More grip for me
Chrome lips on the Forgi's damn
Near swallowing the street
You owe me, homie have that now
I'mma pull that Gat out now
Must be out your rabid
Mind, I'm thuggin', rappin'
Same damn time

I rock Gucci, I rock Louie
At the same damn time
I shoot you and kill ya homie
With the same damn nine
In kitchen, whippin' blow
It got the same damn crumbs
My nigga O that's like my bro
Without the same damn mom
At the same damn time
Gettin' hit on by a couple hoes
Two big faces on my wrist
Boy I got a couple those
I told her I love that pussy
She think we a couple though
And she got a boyfriend but she
Say he a sucka though
At the same time, pull up like James Bond
In that Aston Martin on these niggas
Game time
Fresh ass Mike's, my Rollie on ice
Got bitches on Mollies
They rollin' all night
I be way out in Cali, got hoes of all types
With 80 racks in my pocket
Nigga I go in all night

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally
At the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope
At the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid
At the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches
At the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm at Pluto, I'm at Mars
At the same damn time
On the sofa, poppin' bottles
At the same damn time