"Sauce Talk" lyrics
Aye Twin
(Damn tye you made this bitch too)
Aye Twin
Sippin' on my cream soda, this bitch tastes like medicine
I can't post everything, you just showin' evidence
I know some old heads still keepin' up like they Vince
Put your name on a hoe, that ain't really makin' sense
Try to tax me on some, I'ma fuck around and take it
Workin' in a dickie fit, like I'm goin' in the basement
Pussy niggas bite they tongue, if I feel it, I'ma say it
I just got a new bitch, at MSU, she Asian
Niggas lame as hell, we can't even shake hands
Might run off with your account, if I feel like you a ham
I don't give a fuck how you feel, I ain't into shipping frames
Stop caring about that bitch, focused up on these M's
Had 'em on for an hour, already scuffed the Timbs
Choppa bullets, fat as hell, heard them bitches take limbs
Real workin' in the game, niggas livin' like the Sims
AMG the Benz, and I don't even want no rental
Show a dollar to the gram, I really think that shit for kids
Spend nights in a stu, playin' beast, me and Bibs
Do a dub this week, and I ain't need one nigga
Soon as I take a perk, a nigga start feelin' different
Niggas hit some speed bumps, and forget the whole mission
I don't sell drugs, I pull phones, it's a difference
Been in it for a minute, started out gettin' sixes
Don't tell me to chill with the drak, I won't listen
I ain't never changed, so why these niggas actin' different
My verse on your song, it never happened, niggas bitches
I wish you lame, niggas, would cut it out with the sippin'
I used to pay $200 for an eight; this shit ridiculous
(Damn tye you made this bitch too)
Aye Twin
Sippin' on my cream soda, this bitch tastes like medicine
I can't post everything, you just showin' evidence
I know some old heads still keepin' up like they Vince
Put your name on a hoe, that ain't really makin' sense
Try to tax me on some, I'ma fuck around and take it
Workin' in a dickie fit, like I'm goin' in the basement
Pussy niggas bite they tongue, if I feel it, I'ma say it
I just got a new bitch, at MSU, she Asian
Niggas lame as hell, we can't even shake hands
Might run off with your account, if I feel like you a ham
I don't give a fuck how you feel, I ain't into shipping frames
Stop caring about that bitch, focused up on these M's
Had 'em on for an hour, already scuffed the Timbs
Choppa bullets, fat as hell, heard them bitches take limbs
Real workin' in the game, niggas livin' like the Sims
AMG the Benz, and I don't even want no rental
Show a dollar to the gram, I really think that shit for kids
Spend nights in a stu, playin' beast, me and Bibs
Do a dub this week, and I ain't need one nigga
Soon as I take a perk, a nigga start feelin' different
Niggas hit some speed bumps, and forget the whole mission
I don't sell drugs, I pull phones, it's a difference
Been in it for a minute, started out gettin' sixes
Don't tell me to chill with the drak, I won't listen
I ain't never changed, so why these niggas actin' different
My verse on your song, it never happened, niggas bitches
I wish you lame, niggas, would cut it out with the sippin'
I used to pay $200 for an eight; this shit ridiculous
