All on My Body

Lyrics

[Sauce Walka] Ooooweee [OG P producer tag] [Sauce Walka] That codience in all on my body That codience in all on my body I picked up the bitch she exotic Two of my chains worth a Masi' Four of my chains worth a helicopter Kickin' sauce we got all the boppers Call my yungins' they got all the choppas Blocka blocka blocka blocka blocka Sauce is all on my body Flavor is all on my body Sauce is all on my body I just might cop me a 'Rari Pimp the bitch she exotic Half my jewelry worth a Masi' Flavor is all on my body Sauce is all on my body [Sancho Saucy] Styrofoam after styrofoam Like Big Mo I can't leave drank alone I been sippin' sippin' sippin' I been pimpin' on a yellowbone Yellow diamonds, diamonds Yellowstone Stones dancin' on my neck nigga' Yougins' killin' for respect nigga' My hittas' hitting, he ain't finna' ask nigga' Drop a bag and get you wacked nigga' My niggas' body body Thеy just wanna catch a body body I just went and bought a Ariani [?] two twelve nigga' I been sippin' sincе twelve nigga' I been smokin' since I was two Bald fade and tennis crew I'm a Bad Mama Jama Free my niggas' out the slammer When I was locked up in the county I was whoopin' niggas' just for changing the channel Eatin' a piece of a browny Sippin' drank till I'm drowsy '93 got it cloudy Codeine on my body She just wanna lick it off me [Sauce Walka] That codience in all on my body That codience in all on my body I picked up the bitch she exotic Two of my chains worth a Masi' Four of my chains worth a helicopter Kickin' sauce we got all the boppers Call my yungins' they got all the choppas Blocka blocka blocka blocka blocka Sauce is all on my body Flavor is all on my body Sauce is all on my body I just might cop me a 'Rari Pimp the bitch she exotic Half my jewelry worth a Masi' Flavor is all on my body Sauce is all on my body [Sosamann] Sauce all on my body, ridin' in this body goin' to scoop the Twinz Sanchie say he got a bitch with him And she bringing him the dividends [?] flyin' and she blond and her hair blowin' in the wind Nigga' why you tellin' me about her Do she got a sister or a partner If she do tell that bitch to call her, ASAP Tell em' meet me with the fuckin' sack Road call I gotta hit em' back He text a nigga'a like, where ya' ay I text him back like, I'm on the way Just got Sanchie, 'bout to make a play Then imma be right up in your face He texts back like, bro you lyin' how far you is don't take long I hit the gas, and it's really strong I text him back, won't leave me 'lone Im drivin' with the cups in my hand There go Sanchie started fuckin' playin' Damn man Made me spill my lean, now it's all over the Benz'