Lyrical Breakdown of Same Bitches (feat. G-Eazy & YG) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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I been in L.A. too long How I see the same bitches everywhere I go? It don't really matter where they from Actin' or a model, heard it all before Population four million, how I see the same bitches? (How I see the same bitches?) Yeah, yeah Population four million, how I see the same bitches? (How I see the same bitches?) Yeah, yeah, yeah I hit your DM, baby Took the screenshot, yeah, you tried to play me I bet this shit was good for your reputation I just let it go, so I could see you naked Holy moly, look at what you rolled in Million followers, but your bumpers broken What's your focus? Tell me what your goal is I know you only like me 'Cause I just spent a hundred bands in one night Spent a hundred bands in one night I know you wanna live this life But I can't make a hoe a housewife, ohh, no What's your name? Who's your daddy? Is he rich like me? Is he rich like me? Yeah, yeah, yeah I been in L.A. too long How I see the same bitches everywhere I go? It don't really matter where they from Actin' or a model, heard it all before Population four million, how I see the same bitches? (How I see the same bitches?) Uh, yeah, yeah Population four million, how I see the same bitches? (Gerald) Yeah, yeah, yeah Everywhere I go I see the same hoe Always post selfies on the 'Gram from a angle A Catfish, Hollywood devil, not a angel Her bag is Chanel, but she drive a Durango Yeah, and I'm gettin' to the queso Woke and I'm hip to the game, so I'm thankful OGs put me on tours, so I'm laced, bro Real recognizin' that you don't speak the lingo Clothes all new, not a wrinkle Givin' you the game, gettin' sprinkled Bottles on deck, and my drink full I turn to a beast, I'm a dog, I'm a pitbull This life did it to me, I can't switch back If I take her then you'll never get your bitch back Yeah, the beat knockin', yeah, this shit clap Welcome to the west, it's where people gettin' rich at, ayy I been in L.A. too long (G) How I see the same bitches everywhere I go? (It's Eazy, you know?) It don't really matter where they from (yee, yee, yee) Actin' or a model, heard it all before (ayy) Population four million, how I see the same bitches? (West side nigga) How? Yeah, yeah Population four million, how I see the same bitches? (Yo lemme talk myself all up) Yeah, yeah, yeah I been in L.A. too long Me and my bros hit the same hoes L.A., Hollywood, that's some Valley hoes Do I know how to fuck? They all know Yeah, yeah, fuck it, go down baby, you ratchet I'm with the program, baby (yeah) Word in the streets, you with the whole town, baby I'm tryna do it for the brother like Motown, baby (For the record) She fucked the L.A. Laker for the record She fucked a Dodger baseball player for the record She fucked the head of my record label (ooh) How you think she been so stable? Ah, damn, ah, damn, but she down to fuck Designer everythin', Benz Truck Pullin' up wit yo friend, tell me who she is Oh, never mind, my friend fucked Population four million, how I see the same bitches? (Oh never mind my friend fucked) Population four million, how I see the same bitches? (Haha, never mind my friend fucked) Population four million, how I see the same bitches? (How I see the same bitches?) Yeah, yeah, yeah Population four million, how I see the same bitches? (How I see the same bitches?) Yeah, yeah, yeah