[Intro]
[Verse 1: Sauce Walka]
These n***as 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 sh** don't mean sh** to me
To tell the truth this rap sh** don't mean sh** to me
And nah a n***a did sh** for me
That's why i make em pay for the sauce cuz ain't sh** 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 n***as lame start doing the same thing
Big brother taught me the brand dripper starting pimping
I Broke a b**h five racks in one weekend
n***as trippin f** it time to sleep em
Pull it out, co*k it back, air em out
n***a this flavor last forever im a twin in it
CEO, baby twin, still the f**ing man in it
Still f**ing hoes this year, but still on some different sh**
Shout out to big saunchy, Sauce Gotti and sh**
OoooWeeeeee