Alpha Mason - Sauce Dripped lyrics

[Intro: Alpha Mason] Yeah yeah yeah ... (repeatedly) [Hook: Alpha Mason] Walked in sauce dripped bout to go crazy Your bih told me you talking crazy ooo Hotline bling on her I'm Drake-ing It's funny I could make your new bih my ole' lady [Verse 1: Alpha Mason] Walked in sauce dripped Styro 4 in 3 Gs blunts lit See me, park lips Not far off boy bout to go places In my own lane I be self racing Ok Broke boy get the f** from round me Pockets low steady always downing I might catch your down syndrome Man I'm just trynna be smart about it Always on a money chase y'all stay lazy On sidelines quiet coach I been waiting Ooh Thinks it's time for me to go get it In the field Ima slave with it Tizzy Hendrix when the booth hit Little boy goin play with it b**hes b**hes ain't nothing different With your chest when speaking to me Sleeping on me ain't sh** to me They will cheer like Timmy Timmy Oh [Bridge: Alpha Mason] Don't care no cares oh no Can't stop won't stop on go Please please please don't steal flows You b**h feeling me cause I Ohh [Hook] [Verse 2: Alpha Mason] Give me props boy I called it I don't know where I parked it 2 lightskins got 3 dark skins Bout to choose who in here have my offspring b**h No no palms off my sh** b**h Your crew lame this stay Lit b**h Crew full of goons, just me n** Groove how I groove in this b**h You don't pay bills WHY switch cliques Patty mouth snout SHUT your lips Yo boy boy bout get rich Pockets on palms off my sh** [Bridge] [Hook]