D.O.T.N

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Sancho Saucy] My lil' hoe be mad at me, I won't put these racks up Ran off with her money, 'cause I had to get my racks up Everytime we do it, shawty holdin' up to arrest us I'mma real G, when I take a piss, I stand up I might piss on the toilet, hoe, 'cause I ain't got no manners [Verse 2: Peso Peso] I just ran off on the plug, 'cause I had to get my bands up I just knocked them for a Zo, he call her phone and she won't answer And that bitch got so much ass, I had to make her be a dancer I'm smokin' Woods to the face 'Sace ridin' with a K We poured another eight I was trappin' out the gate I'm from the bottom of the Biri, we be slidin' 'eryday [Verse 3: Sauce Gohan] My momma walked up in the room, told me to throw my Glock away Ridin' around town, sendin' shots away Nigga fuck yo' set, shoot opps for days I'm serving P's, you ain't got no plays My traphouse jumpin', full of jakes Stacked my chips up, Frito Lays The bitch want cash and I want face I was ten toes on the block, when I seen twelve, I jumped the gate [Verse 4: Sancho Saucy] Bought my bitches foreign cars and Audemars New Tiffany, I'm on the north, drippin' sauce Big (?) won't say shit to me I superglued my glizzy to my palm, so that bitch stick with me I ain't beefin' on the Gram, so it ain't no point to mention me Saunchy skoot up with them choppas, let that bitch sing like a symphony [Verse 5: Peso Peso] I broke a bitch for 30 bands and then flew her out to Italy I told that bitch she gotta pay me everyday or she can't live with me Yeah, we posted up and trappin', but we still makin' deliveries You workin' for a worker but you claim to be a boss I'm on west road right now, drippin' lots of sauce Tell that nigga eat a bullet, tell his bitch to lick my balls No, I came in with the pipe, I'll pipe a nigga down [Verse 6: Sauce Gohan] I put Versace on my drawers I played them left, weren't right at all We just fucked up 20 racks inside the Galleria mall AR clip, it hold a .30, but shoot 16, Pau Gasol Caught a play, I want it all We run routes, shoot dice and all Yeah, my ice is really froze I came up sellin' dough I was 16 when my granny kick my ass up out the door But I came up of the floor Stack racks like dominoes Send the packs to where you want it, but we strapped like GI Joe Blow yo' spot up no C4