Sauce Drip

I'm losing count
Too many wins
Money just paper
You kno how I spend
I buy n forget
Den I buy it again
You kant ride the wave
You gottta swim
Fukin wit me
You gon jump in
Fukin wit me
You probably gon win
I stay on go
When the drugs getting low
I just pik up the phone n I
Order some mo
Or I'm sending my bitch to da store
My bitch my dog
She already know
We fight we fall
We get up n go
Miss reload
And keep shooting some mo
Do a donut kome bak n aim right fa Yo door
Yea yea
You know how I'm bomin
Money just paper
And dis paper ain't nothing

Legend gotta sprint
Ain't no joggin in this race
I got too much goin on
Light a wood up
To the face
I got dangerous wit the flow
No more time to play it safe

If it's crazy I call Brazy
He'll come slidin by my way

Let a nigga know
What it's common to
Paddy lil bitches on a pedestal
Niggas wanna kill you if they envy You

Steady stacking up and
Building up they Revenue
Yea

Made ya lil bitty go spit up
Krisco
Cookin hella shit up

Aye

Tory boy it's litty
Niggas lit up

Call me young pac
Ery beat a nigga hit up



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Writer(s): D Clark
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