Lyrics:
Tool bag strap hurt my shoulder
If it’s a day ending in y then I’m not sober
20ml inside my sprite imma pour up
Shawty wanna explore me, this ain’t no Dora
Feelin like I'm Beckham, imma bend a corner
Gettin hot n heavy shawty callin me the sauna
And I don’t hang with my bros anymore, Warner
I’ve been outta state again crossin all of these borders
I come back home and then hop up on a beat and steady slaughter
She likes to manipulate and listen to youngest daughter
You got more fiends than fans, I got real supporters
You’re a fried cunt, you’re more than just a stoner

Imma wild roamin brumby
Shawty takin off her undies
I didn’t mean to get ugly
But I’d punch another junkie
Blacked out Skoda must be undies
Pull me over coz I’m thumpin
Doin 200 on the dash
I get the whole car jumpin
I just pray don’t crash
Fuck a airbag when I smash
I took the whole relay out so I die like a man because

Blacked out Skoda
Tryna pull me over
But I ain’t stopping coz I’m not sober
You don’t wanna mess with me
Shawty call me zohan
Broke ass bitch I know your phone ran outta storage

Tool Bag Strap (sid & djmendos)

Still The Same g the Mixtape

Lyrics:
I’m drinking twenty, into thirty
I’m still drunk while I’ve been workin 
Gotta bad bitch on me servin 
Bad bitch on me and she twerkin yeahhh
Sobered up but I’m still swervin
Drivin thru suburban
Hit the highway make it work it
Got the engine steady purrin 
All these words that I’ve been slurrin
All these drinks that I’ve been turnin 
Into 10 cents that I’m earnin
She’s so hot like the suns surface
Speak so well she thinks it’s cursive
Linguistic tongue I make her nervous
I’m on a lathe and I’m still turnin
Up a pattern like I’m knurling
Silver on me and it’s sterling 
Wipe her down like I play curling 
I’m more hung than a stage curtain

Ain’t no person,
Quite as perfect
I’m the best and that’s for certain
In my comments I see lurkin
You’re not sly you look like a pervert
She sees me and asks for insert
Eat shawty out like it’s a dessert
I got PJ on my tee shirt 
GMZ yeah we some leaders
Little bro it wasn’t cheatin
You’re a bum you’re steady pleadin
Junkie cunts stay steady bleedin
Hate on me but I’m not leavin 
There’s something that you’re not seein
Cunts a junkie forra reason
I cant stand these spineless peons
So I get on beats and sing like Dion

20 Into 30 (aresden)

Still The Same g the Mixtape

Lyrics:
Catch me chillin, whippin, I’m on Barra boulevard
Catch me clutch slipping two steppin, goin hard
Stop stressin learn your lesson, you are not with us
You need to play along, go ahead and do your part
Your music sounds like shart, you should probably get a job 
Sellin drugs don’t count, all you do is smoke some bud
Make a shitty song, call it a day then fall apart 

Feelin like a chicken coz my pockets always fuckin stuffed
Feelin like the villain feelin like I’m always fuckin stuff
Feelin like I’m Childers, I’ll follow you to Virgie when I’m done
Feelin like I’ll kill it, feelin like I’m bout to make some snuff
I made another song I got my bro saying, oh this tough
You’re a lame cunt with your pizza you won’t eat the crust
My boots are dirty walking down this road, covered in dust
I’ll take you one on one but lil bro I ain’t talkin rust 
Fuck this motor bout to kick it in the gut
I’m gettin stuck in shawty like she turned into a fuckin rut
And I ain’t mean to be rude, but do you wanna fuck
Baby I want you and only you, let’s make it us

Barra Blvd (sid)

Still The Same g the Mixtape

Lyrics:
Rich bitch I let her know that I don’t got Coke money
I don’t do Coke honey, but I got expensive coat money
My hands are covered in oil it’s probably why they smell funny
I mix the margiela with wranglers and it goes dummy
I’m dressed in all black even if it’s real sunny
I’m dressed too sleek my gay bro just called me too cunty
If I’m the shit and you’re poo you must live in a dunny

You talk so much shit you must have ulcers
Italian shawty eat me out like some pasta 
I need my bro to do the tags he’s a Rasta
(Why are they speakin on ya when they ain’t know nothin, you are Still The Same g)
I’m drivin quick but I wanna go faster
Oil shawty up you’d think it’s castor
On her knees shawty treat me like the pastor
Get your face fixed cunt it’s a disaster

Coke Money (micah25th & vainhardt)

Still The Same g the Mixtape

Lyrics:
My trans is hot like stokahr, tyre smoke I'm burning rubber 
Going absolutely nowhere, mixing downers with the uppers
Dumb cunts be some fuckers, whereas me I'm after mothers
Better hide her coz I'm comin, she after that Beenstar lovin
No I didn’t hear you properly, what is it that you are after
You want me to go and offer, everything you ever wanted
Luckily your the wish is granted, coz she went and rubbed my bottle
Three wishes, I want a model
Three wishes I wanna bottle
Three wishes I wanna nother round for the whole barroom 
Three wishes could fix the world but why bother 
Three wishes could fix the whole town but why bother
Three wishes is all it takes but I hate all you fuckers

Sky Blue in my cup
You know I’mma Le Freak 
Shawty want me crazy ways
All day, all week
I don’t understand the shit that you wanna speak, nah
I've seen friends change, wonder if they on tweak

I’m tappin on the brakes
I’m hittin top speed
The cars gettin the shakes
Like it misses whisky 
Another heart breaks
I know that she miss me
Another drink
Because I wanna get tipsy
If you wanna chat
I’ll get lippy 
If you wanna smack 
I’ll bring the fisties
Drowning in the bottle
I’m with the fishies 
I’ve been up all week
Like nah I can’t sleep

Three Wishes (seepy & dj ess)

Still The Same g the Mixtape

Lyrics:
And I’m feelin like a junkie when it comes to fuckin payday
I got horses in the whip gonna make them do the neigh neigh
And My ex obsessed with me gotdamn she sound like Ray J 
I jus like to speed every time I hit the highway 
Real ass Margiela on my feet I can’t rock fakes
I make more emissions off that 98 than Tay Tay
I been gettin green like my logos Safeway 
If I’m gonna die soon it’s gonna be my way
Hoggin up the lane I tell a smaller car to vacate
I don’t wear it anymore because I don’t wanna associate 
Your shawty took a pic of me on stage and later masturbate 
Love a good drink there’s always a time to celebrate

Payday (sid)

Still The Same g the Mixtape

Lyrics:
I hope you follow through
We could do with less of you
Punch a junkie just for fun
For a fact I never lose
You don’t know what to do
Yet I know how you have abused
I hope you follow through
We could do with less of you 
I’m writing only truths 
It helps my brain to go and soothe
I’m drinking one, I’m drinking two
I wear margiela 22
Cowboy boot up on my shoe
I’m the shit whereas you’re poo
Because I hope you follow through

I hope you follow through
Yea we could do with less of you

Follow Through (veille & somaiki)

Still The Same g the Mixtape

Music Video:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SWk6kRPKrdw

Lyrics:
Semi slicks and sippin drink
I’m acting crazy as a bitch
Drinkin 5ths and smokin sticks
I cannot speak on the sit-
-uation, shawty is impatient
She keeps on the waitin
I won’t put up a statement
For her safety 
This cunt is more than crazy
And really lazy
You’re meant to sell not take em
But I’m persuasive 
I’m inna nother nation
I don’t know the currency 
I’m converting AUD
I’m working out the rates for me
Why is is it not just free
I’m dealing with anxiety
Calmin down, I’m smokin green

Shawty british, body tea
Talk to feds like it’s CP
I’m hittin off like it’s a T
Do cardio like it’s P.E
Take a look and what do you see
They just wanna be like me
They just wanna be like Been
Make her moan, I make her scream
GMZ, now join the team

Semi Slicks & Sippin Drink (gfelds) MV IN DESC

Still The Same g the Mixtape

Beenstar Lyrics:
How many attempts have been made in this car
Shawty wanna kill me but I’ve made it this far
Burning all my barns till they turn to char
I wanna burn inna wreck and become a real star

How many attempts have been made in this car
How many times did I think that I wouldn’t even last
I’m sightseeing trees while I’m driving fast
But don’t believe me I’m a man after all

I dig all day like my hands are covered in soil
I’m burning so much petrol that I think I needa mine oil
My hands barely work because I love to toil
Crazy shawty yeah I think she into foil

Car Attempts ft gbb

Still The Same g the Mixtape

Lyrics:
Go home shawty yeah go home 
Block me once but I got two phones
Move on yeah I gotta move on yea
Move on before I get too throwed

In another state I’m boutta do another show 
And I’ve been kickin at the vale steady blowin on some smoke
I know she miss how I hit shawty loves the stroke
No games coz I don’t play around I'm steady tuckin poles

New tracks tagged #Seepy