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Lyrics from Snippet And n***as don't know I've been wearing this Rick sh*t (On God) Y'all just gettin' to it (On God) And that's on everything Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi) (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?) Sauce real hard (Yeah), sauce real hard Sauce real hard (Beep), sauce real hard Sauce real hard (Yeah), oh my god Sauce real hard, sauce real hard (Yeah, yeah) Sauce real hard (Yeah, yeah, woah) All hundreds on a n***a (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Countin' all this money, my fingers got blisters, yeah I got b*t*hes that's on top of b*t*hes, yeah I got bottom b*t*hes, I got top b*t*hes, yeah Make her suck my d**k way before I finish, yeah Man, my fingers itchin' then my palms itchin', yeah Presidential Rollie my wrist, huh? Look at my watch when it bang ho They say, "Uzi, why you the same for?" There's Margiela on me, no plain clothes I stay in this sh*t like I can't go Mortal Kombat my chain just like Kano I don't wan' talk about bankroll I say hi to my haters like Maino (Haters) I cannot be 'round the fake, no You know I got to stay in my game, oh Man, your girl, she gon' do it so good Make me lift my leg up like I'm Fabo Undercover, f**k the tag Louis V print on my bag (Yeah, yeah) I just pulled up with a pack (Yeah, yeah) No, I cannot do no average, yeah (Yeah, no) Know I pull up a G-Wagen (G-Wagen) Me and her friends f**ked, you know it's a balance (Yeah) I saw your girl walkin', she had a fatty (Ayy) You pulled up the baddest, I bag it, what happened? (Ayy) Everything I touch a classic (Ayy) I'm in my mode, you can't touch me, I'm passive (Ayy) I kept it straight ever since I f**ked Ashley (Yeah) That was your baby, that girl called me Daddy I can't give you full details, I'm not too chatty First car was a Lambo', drove it like it's Caddy That boy, he was hot like a peppermint patty My boy pull up, rob the bank like my name Shaggy Japanese clothes on me but never been in Japan, damn I barely made it to France, yeah Rocks in my socks like [?], yeah Stick to the code and my stance (Code) I spent a hundred in Dover Street Market, yes Why you think I am a target? Yeah Smokin' on gas, got no [?], uh Turned to a man (Yeah, yeah) Sauce real hard (Yeah), sauce real hard (Yeah) Sauce real hard (Yeah), sauce real hard (Yeah) Oh my god (Yeah) Sauce real hard (Yeah), sauce real hard (Yeah, yeah) Sauce real hard (Yeah, yeah, woah) And if he say that it's up, then it's up (Yeah, okay) You know we don't give no f**ks (Okay, okay) You know we keepin' the cut (Okay, okay) You know we keepin' it up (Okay, okay, okay) No, I'm not lockin' it tight (Okay) No, I can't f**k with these guys (Okay) Get in my coupe and I ride, yeah (Drive it) Get in that b*t*h and I'm drivin' it, yeah None of my jewelry be light All of this jewelry, it's ice I can tell that these n***as been bitin' They gon' take all my sh*t and hide it Said I'm gon' roll with that b*t*h like the [?] I'm gon' f**k on that b*t*h like I'm [?] Feel so confident, b*t*h, I'm not lyin' Put that cash on your head, wipe your mind (Yeah) I can't go nowhere without my nine Off a pill and I feel like I'm flyin' (Yeah) I'm so high, b*t*h, I feel like I'm dying I got high and I f**ked on a dyke (Yeah) f**ked that thot and I did me a crime (Yeah, know what I'm sayin) Free my partners that's doin' the time (Okay, okay) I bet they can't come at me lyin' (Come at me lyin') all these n***as, they blind (Ah yeah) I'm on 350, yeah, slidin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Slurpin' that sh*t, it ain't bad for me (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I [?] chrome, lil' b*t*h Could've bought me a home, lil' b*t*h (Okay, yeah) You know I'm bringin' the steel (Okay) I got my pints out the mail (I got my pints out the mail) Plus I got guns like a shield (Plus I got guns like a shield, okay) Everything, yeah, Moncler (Yeah, yeah) I'm too rich to be frail (Okay) I ain't ever tuck my tail (Yeah) b*t*h, I'm givin' them hell (Givin' them hell) b*t*h, we givin' them hell (Givin' them hell) Never play fair (Nah) I done ran through some paper (Yeah) Different coupe, yeah, I don't know the flavor (Okay) I got sh*t down, save it for later (What? Yeah) I'ma stunt on all these b*t*hes Lame n***as keep [?] My ho, she swag, she dip These hoes, they know I'm different These mans can't [?] it Cuban chains, no diamonds, yes Don't touch my [?], b*t*h I took the Rolls-Royce outside, b*t*h (Yeah) Sauce real hard (Okay), sauce real hard (Yeah) Sauce real hard (Yeah), sauce real hard (Okay) Sauce real hard (Yeah), oh my god (Yeah) Sauce real hard (Yeah), sauce real hard (Yeah, yeah) (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?) Sauce real hard (Yeah, yeah, woah)
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