SAUCIN' (FREESTYLE)
Wack Zack
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Uh, uh (Skrrt) Saucing on the regular, huh I got all this money, it's spectacular, huh All these bitches blowin' up my cellular But this red all on my chest, I feel like Lucifer I'm finna hop, hop, hop, hop, hop in the whip I feel like Stevie, I got the tints I paid like twenty dollars for the fit She paid like twenty dollars for her tits This ain't a movie, homie, this a clip I got a brand new .40 with the grip I'm never silent when I send a blitz, I'm like— (Bang) Boy, this ain't a game, I'm boutta smash your ho When I'm in Atlanta, feel like QC, ho I'ma take her to the metro Only do it 'cause I said so Lately, I've been tryna let go But I love the smell of bread dough (Ha) I be off the weed, off the shrooms, off the acid When I'm off the juice, I be feelin' like a bandit If I get a private jet, I don't know where I'm landing I'ma shoot it off until this automatic jammin' That's my slime, huh, Vega HUH Epic— (Huh?), he don't even f*ck with us I just popped a Percocet But that shit ain't working yet Sleep on me, they overslept All up in the cut, Gillette Give her back shots 'cause I'm nasty Flames on my shirt, that shit got me feeling Thrash-y Think he from New York cause his fit be lookin' trashy I might give you up, lil bitch, I'm not on Rick Astley Bitch, I be grinning from ear to ear Bitch, I'm not stopping, got lears on lears Hang from my neck like a chandelier I'm finna f*ck up your whole career Blew out my back like a cop They boutta call this a bop Zero miles on the drop Need a Life Alert, you get popped UFC flow, they wanna fight me If I want your chain, I won't take that shit politely Water on my neck, so cold, it's too icy Get that shit in blood like my last name Shiesty Saucing on the regular, huh I got all this money, it's spectacular, huh All these bitches blowin' up my cellular But this red all on my chest, I feel like Lucifer I'm finna hop, hop, hop, hop, hop in the whip I feel like Stevie, I got the tints I paid like twenty dollars for the fit She paid like twenty dollars for her tits This ain't a movie, homie, this a clip I got a brand new .40 with the grip I'm never silent when I send a blitz, I'm like— (Bang) No No
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