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Sauce Walka
Featuring(s) : Trippie Redd
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[Sauce Walka & Trippie Redd] Damn (If you want sauce from Frauce, it's gon' cost) Ha-ha Drip Big 14, know what the f*ck goin' on (Yeah) Gang (Yeah) Ha-ha (Yeah) (Amazon X) Okay (1400) Huh We want all the smoke, bitch, we love that Right above my belt where the drum at (Drum) This is not the place to act dumb at Hollow tips sprayin' where your son at Baby mama reachin', where the crumbs at? (Yeah) We want all the smoke, bitch, we love that (Love that) Posted in the trenches where you done at (Done that) Where you better keep a damn gun at (Gun at) We want all the smoke, where your lungs at? (Huh, TLC, woo) [Trippie Redd, Trippie Redd & Sauce Walka] Tables, ladders, chairs, tables, ladders, chairs (Chairs) She want tender love and care, but I don't even care (Care) Told that lil' bitch, "Woo!", like I'm Ric Flair (Yeah) We keep choppers by the pairs, shoot out anywhere (Baow) Hermè-Hermè-Hermè, like I'm Triple H Known to do the damn dash on the interstate New bitch super bad, she don't need a K With the murder team, chopper bullets to your face (Murder, murder) With the murder team, chopper bullets to your face (Yeah, murder, murder) With the murder team (Yeah), chopper bullets to your face (Bang, murder, murder) With the murder team, chopper bullets to your face (Yeah, murder, murder) With the murder team, chopper bullets to your face (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah) We want all the smoke (Smoke), bitch, we love that Right above my belt where the drum at (Yeah, yeah) This is not the place to act dumb at (Dumb at) Hollow tips sprayin' where your son at (Son at) Baby mama reachin', where the crumbs at? (Crumbs at) We want all the smoke, bitch, we love that Posted in the trenches where you done at Where you better keep a damn gun at We want all the smoke, where your lungs at? (Yeah, TLC) (Ooh-wee, Ooh-wee) [Sauce Walka] Me and all my bloods, just test my DNA, blood'll match (Mmm-hmm) Send my sharks, they blood you back, they see you, flood attack (Mmm-hmm) Told that bitch you was in a Wraith, but he was in a 'Lac He just threw stars in the roof, and he died in that same whip, now he a star, in fact We the type of niggas pull to take your life, boy, we ain't smashing up to your car to jack We want all the grease, splash soap in the streets, put the soul in the cup, my bros leaning on that Texting my bitch, but she schemed on your head Won't be no head when your soul getting snatched Won't be no groceries, won't be no snacks Just a go switch that go, "Frrat" (Shit) We want all the smoke (Ooh-wee), bitch, we love that (Yeah) Right above my belt where the drum at (Drum) This is not the place to act dumb at Hollow tips sprayin' where your son at (Ooh-wee) Baby mama reachin', where the crumbs at? (Yeah) We want all the smoke, bitch, we love that (Love that) Posted in the trenches where you done at (Done at) Where you better keep a damn gun at (Gun at) We want all the smoke, where your lungs at? (Huh, TLC, woo)
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