Drippin Sauce
Ayy, Stevie killed the beat
Ayy, drippin' sauce when I walk
Rubber bands, that's a knot
Bet them hoes gon' flock
Beat it up, but I don't box
Rollie on me while you watch
I bet them hoes, they gonna flock
Runnin' up a check
You can say I'm next
Diamonds on my neck
Yo, bitch, wanna text
Now pussy niggas wanna plot
Cause she know a nigga hot
Hid that weed off in the backpack
Brody hit me for them racks
Said he hit me on my Snapchat
I be creepin' in that matte black
And I pop up where you at, I show you, you ain't like that
Diamonds in my gold chain
Said I might hit the strip
Make the whole thing full of rain
Fuck them Trueys, I need Ballmains
I been trappin' all summer
I took a break when the fall came
I get cash without a job
I got them xans and my nigga got them rocks
Now we back to gettin' guap
Same crew, same dudes, new block
Drippin' sauce when I walk
Rubber bands, that's a knot
Bet them hoes gon' flock
Beat it up, but I don't box
Rollie on me while you watch
I bet them hoes, they gonna flock
Runnin' up a check
You can say I'm next
Diamonds on my neck
Your bitch wanna text
Now pussy niggas wanna plot
Cause she know a nigga hot
Roll my weed, big knots in my jeans
Sour D in my lungs, I can't breathe
Shout out SFN and M-block, that's my team
Hit up Stevie on a motherfuckin' beat
Hit the jects, I gotta re-up
Fuck my ex, that bitch a cheater
I'm single now, these bitches wet like Aquafina
Hit that ass like Derek Jeter
Beat it like I beat the beat up
Rollin' up a wood
Yeah, smokin' on that good
Everyone misunderstood
I'm really comin' from a struggle
I ain't wanna read no book
I get no sleep like I'm Wiz
Yeah, I smoke weed like I'm Wiz
Tell my homie, Checc to check em', know he mad, I fucked his bitch
Ain't nobody show me love, When I was waitin' on my moment
Tried to open up a door for my success, y'all tried to close it, now I'm
Drippin' sauce when I walk
Rubber bands, that's a knot
Bet them hoes gon' flock
Beat it up, but I don't box
Rollin' on me while you watch
I bet them hoes, they gonna flock
Runnin' up a check
You can say I'm next
Diamonds on my neck
Your bitch wanna text
Now pussy niggas wanna plot
Cause she know a nigga hot
Ayy, drippin' sauce when I walk
Rubber bands, that's a knot
Bet them hoes gon' flock
Beat it up, but I don't box
Rollie on me while you watch
I bet them hoes, they gonna flock
Runnin' up a check
You can say I'm next
Diamonds on my neck
Yo, bitch, wanna text
Now pussy niggas wanna plot
Cause she know a nigga hot
Hid that weed off in the backpack
Brody hit me for them racks
Said he hit me on my Snapchat
I be creepin' in that matte black
And I pop up where you at, I show you, you ain't like that
Diamonds in my gold chain
Said I might hit the strip
Make the whole thing full of rain
Fuck them Trueys, I need Ballmains
I been trappin' all summer
I took a break when the fall came
I get cash without a job
I got them xans and my nigga got them rocks
Now we back to gettin' guap
Same crew, same dudes, new block
Drippin' sauce when I walk
Rubber bands, that's a knot
Bet them hoes gon' flock
Beat it up, but I don't box
Rollie on me while you watch
I bet them hoes, they gonna flock
Runnin' up a check
You can say I'm next
Diamonds on my neck
Your bitch wanna text
Now pussy niggas wanna plot
Cause she know a nigga hot
Roll my weed, big knots in my jeans
Sour D in my lungs, I can't breathe
Shout out SFN and M-block, that's my team
Hit up Stevie on a motherfuckin' beat
Hit the jects, I gotta re-up
Fuck my ex, that bitch a cheater
I'm single now, these bitches wet like Aquafina
Hit that ass like Derek Jeter
Beat it like I beat the beat up
Rollin' up a wood
Yeah, smokin' on that good
Everyone misunderstood
I'm really comin' from a struggle
I ain't wanna read no book
I get no sleep like I'm Wiz
Yeah, I smoke weed like I'm Wiz
Tell my homie, Checc to check em', know he mad, I fucked his bitch
Ain't nobody show me love, When I was waitin' on my moment
Tried to open up a door for my success, y'all tried to close it, now I'm
Drippin' sauce when I walk
Rubber bands, that's a knot
Bet them hoes gon' flock
Beat it up, but I don't box
Rollin' on me while you watch
I bet them hoes, they gonna flock
Runnin' up a check
You can say I'm next
Diamonds on my neck
Your bitch wanna text
Now pussy niggas wanna plot
Cause she know a nigga hot
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Writer(s): Evan Stewart
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