Same Crew (Remix)

By Ray Jr.

On Gold Packs

Released on April 22, 2015

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[Intro: DeJ Loaf]

Same bitches, same bitches

Different city but I'm with the same bitches

Same bitches, same bitches

Different city but I'm with the same bitches

I been getting money with the same bitches

And every time you see me with the same bitches

I been getting money with the same bitches

And every time you see me with the same bitches


[Pre-Chorus: Ray Jr.]

Thirty bottles, ten bitches

Different city but I’m with the same niggas

Thirty bottles, ten bitches

Different city but I’m with the same niggas


[Chorus: Ray Jr.]

Same niggas, same niggas

Different city but I’m with the same niggas

Same niggas, same niggas

Different city but I’m with the same niggas


[Verse 1: Ray Jr.]

Shout out to my dog Roland, that’s the OG

Know I got the streets on lock like a door key

My nigga Big Tony saying get back on that streets shit

Junior that new wave, got these niggas seasick

Started out on Haiti, made it out of EK

Now they bump my shit in Houston like Lil Kiki

Dolph said he had to send his bitch to law school

Five bitches in the Benz, that’s a carpool

Real nigga, screaming keep doing your thing, homie

City screaming Bron go and get that ring, homie

Brand new Rolls, had to whip that bitch with two hands

Free dope boy, bitch I need them freak bands

Ay, your baby mama is a cheater, nigga

I gave her cheese for that pussy like a pizza, nigga

Her code sixty-nine on my beeper, nigga

I’m with twin, that’s my motherfucking squeezer, nigga

And we the


[Chorus: Ray Jr]

Same niggas, same niggas

Different city but I’m with the same niggas

Same niggas, same niggas

Different city but I’m with the same niggas


[Post-Chorus: Ray Jr.]

Thirty bottles, ten bitches

Different city but I’m with the same niggas

Thirty bottles, ten bitches

Different city but I’m with the same niggas


[Verse 2: Young Dolph]

50 pints, 100 bitches, 20 pistols

Smokin' out a different pound with the same niggas

Rap money, trap money, that's the same scrilla

I had to cut that nigga off, man, cause I ain't feel him

Don’t give a fuck, fuck that nigga and everybody with him

All I talk about is the streets because I’m really in 'em

A half a milli worth of kill, I wrap 'em up and send 'em

I hit the trap and get rid of 'em with my same niggas

Different bitch, same clique, naw I don’t switch

30 round extended clip, naw I don’t miss

Got a thick red bitch, go to Ole Miss

60K on my wrist, I just took a shit

And I’m with the


[Chorus: Ray Jr.]

Same niggas, same niggas

Different city but I’m with the same niggas

Same niggas, same niggas

Different city but I’m with the same niggas


[Post-Chorus: Ray Jr.]

Thirty bottles, ten bitches

Different city but I’m with the same niggas

Thirty bottles, ten bitches

Different city but I’m with the same niggas


[Verse 3: Troy Ave]

Different city but I’m with the same niggas

I don’t ball, jewelry got the same glitter

I just came to do me, you just seem bitter

And my life is a movie you ain’t seeing, nigga

Look at my watch, that’s 30 thousand

Look at my drop, that’s a fucking stallion

Perelli on the wheels, heavy on the chills

Link up in the field, major without a deal

BSB records, we the fucking streets

Young Troy Ave, I’m a fucking beast

Now I wave the flag for the fucking East

I used to use glass when I’m busting keys


[Bridge: DeJ Loaf]

Same bitches, same bitches

Different city but I'm with the same bitches

Same bitches, same bitches

Different city but I'm with the same bitches

I been getting money with the same bitches

And every time you see me with the same bitches

I been getting money with the same bitches

And every time you see me with the same bitches


[Verse 4: Machine Gun Kelly]

Check me out, hold up, wait a minute

Your bitch gone in 60 seconds

Smoking on some kill, still living

Bitch I’m throwing Ls and I’m still winning

Switch the flow up, they pay me to show up

Keep the same crew but I always switch the ho up

Same drink, got the dark with the cola

Bitches come in twos to the boat like Noah

God damn it, Kells in the spot, don’t panic

And that boy got more brothers than Janet

And they be wildin' out, no Nick Cannon

Get drunk, have a baby, don’t plan it

Still standing with the


[Outro: Ray Jr.]

Thirty bottles, ten bitches

Different city but I’m with the same niggas

Thirty bottles, ten bitches

Different city but I’m with the same niggas