TOMATO/TOMÁTO (SAME DIFFERENCE)

By Swae Lee

On SAME DIFFERENCE

Released on April 3, 2026

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[Intro]

Alright bet, let me get it then

(Twelve o' nine)

(Ear Drummers)

Yeah, same difference

(Got a thirty on my seat)

Aye

Same difference, okay

Hey, yep


[Chorus]

Twin turbos, same difference, my roof came down, no rain hitting

I'm 'bout to Bill Clinton, top of the charts, A-listing (Switch)

Broad paper got jane in it, one pull hit like I got tank in it (Davis)

Woke up, my thumbs itching, I'm going so dumb, Usain, nigga (So dumb)

Even though it's a language barrier (Oh yeah), in foreign she told me she swallow

Counting all night, eyеs red, tomato-tomáto (Oh yeah)

Girls going viral backstage, gеt hit with the follow (Following)

They get down in them streets (Oh yeah), like a motherfucking pothole (Oh yeah)


[Verse 1]

I'm done playing, I'm coming in guns blazing (Blazing)

Stepped in so many ones, the floor look like a fundraiser

Look out for the gun slangers, they caught me gambling, baby

A fan favorite, she throwing it, Tom Brady

Who the fuck gon' clean these racks up? Like a maid, gon' clean this mess up (Clean up)

She want me to bless us, save her, like S on my chest (Chest)

Caught Richard Mille in this bitch, I'm Richard Billie

Two Cuban links, don't think about it, don't get silly (Silly)

Four-five business days, they shipped the coop, they gon' mail it (Uh)

Roll up armpit, twist it up, inhale it

That bitch, she broke, she bugging me, I need repellent ('Pellent)

I got this designer on my body, can't even spell it

Bless your heart (Bless)

Bless your heart (Bless)

Bless they heart (Bless)

I just speed off, not a push start

Graduated college, where they get their street smarts? (Yea)

Ever since I was a minor, gotta be sharp (Sharp)

Dance like New Edition, ran it up like on your marks

Paint the perfect picture, this right here a work of art (Art)

I'm the definition of young niggas working hard

Bring some extra tissue, I just shitted with the Rari truck

Bawk-bawk, chicken-chicken, push up, get that party started

Bawk-bawk, bring that chicken, through the oop, you know brodie caught it

Bawk-bawk, plenty chicken, Rolls Royce get that party started

Bawk-bawk, bring that chicken, through the oop, you know brodie caught it (Yea)


[Chorus]

Twin turbos, same difference, my roof came down, no rain hitting

I'm 'bout to Bill Clinton, top of the charts, A-listing (Switch)

Broad paper got jane in it, one pull hit like I got tank in it (Davis)

Woke up, my thumbs itching, I'm going so dumb, Usain, nigga (So dumb)

Even though it's a language barrier, in foreign she told me she swallow

Counting all night, eyes red, tomato-tomáto

Girls going viral backstage, get hit with the follow (Following)

They get down in them streets like a motherfucking pothole


[Verse 2]

I'm not trolling, nah, look how she throw it on me (Throw it on me)

Gotta treat yourself I might blow it on me (Blow it on me)

Hit the mannequin challenge in the jewelry shop, couldn't help but freeze (Freeze)

I'ma end up right back at the bank, tell me, what's the point of leaving? (Leave)

Could it be 'cause the GI stones why their eye sight hurting? (Oh yeah)

Could it be 'cause the luxury why niggas upset with me?

Or the Ghost or the goals

Bill folds or the shows

Life of sin, will I get to repent? Lord knows (Oh yeah)

Switch gears like transmission, switch gears, switch girls, I'm lane switching

I should charge admission, they watching me, they paying attention

I'm sorry to break the news, but you ain't make the cut (Cut)

A nigga never had a silver spoon, now everybody getting full

Hot like volcano, different color stones on my hand, Thanos (Oh yeah)

Bread like fresh bagel, flex, Kurt Angle

Some YN just watched Scarface, thinking about spinning like turn tables

Just left Mississippi, peeped that new spot in Coral Gables

Flew to Cabo to Cambodia, shoulda been rocking the camo (Camo)

Push up, outside off white, girls red, tomato-tomáto

No face, no case, it's that Jane Doe, might be ya main ho

Brought down on that brrr, shh, brought down Johnny Bravo

Uh, wobble

I threw 500, she gon' pop it like a snow nose potato

Aye, get these niggas off the stage, throw tomatoes, tomátoes (Yea)


[Chorus]

Twin turbos, same difference, my roof came down, no rain hitting

I'm 'bout to Bill Clinton, top of the charts, A-listing (Switch)

Broad paper got jane in it, one pull hit like I got tank in it (Davis)

Woke up, my thumbs itching, I'm going so dumb, Usain, nigga (So dumb)

Even though it's a language barrier, in foreign she told me she swallow

Counting all night, eyes red, tomato-tomáto

Girls going viral backstage, get hit with the follow (Following)

They get down in them streets like a motherfucking pothole