Lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Sauce Walka] These niggas slept on sanch But ain't no rapper on [?] So I can't be mad at ya close the chapter like it dont matter Apply pressure Sauce Twinz gon sit together Keep ya cheddar cuz that shit don't mean shit to me To tell the truth this rap shit don't mean shit to me And nah a nigga did shit for me That's why i make em pay for the sauce cuz ain't shit for free For me,at least and that's on sauce You can't lie to me, you rappers living miserably I see the cars that you driving, fake Rolex watches Man stop it (Man stop it) [Verse 2: Sosamann] Probably be in the same position Dark highways, the same clothes, not getting paid Knew nothing about the pimping till they put me on game These niggas lame start doing the same thing Big brother taught me the brand dripper starting pimping I Broke a bitch five racks in one weekend Niggas trippin fuck it time to sleep em Pull it out, cock it back, air em out Nigga this flavor last forever im a twin in it CEO, baby twin, still the fucking man in it Still fucking hoes this year, but still on some different shit Shout out to big saunchy, Sauce Gotti and shit OoooWeeeeee