[Intro: Sauce Walka]
Sauce, Sauce, Sauce
(So you think you have the Greatest Kung-Fu)
DJ Vogue, Woah
(I know your master)
Sauce Gotti
(Let me show you who is the one)
Ohwee, GMB
[Hook: Sauce Walka]
Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor (I'm Dripin')
Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor
Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor (I'm Dripin')
Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor
Like Kung-Fu, Like Kung-fu
Sauce Kung-Fu, Red Bottom Shoes
Them Giuseppe's New, Michel Jordan too
Red Bottom Full, I'm Saucy
Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor (I'm Dripin')
Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor
Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor (I'm Dripin')
Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor
Like Kung-Fu, Like Kung-Fu
Sauce Kung-Fu, Red Bottom Shoes
Them Giuseppe's New, Michael Jordan too
Margiela, Fool
[Verse 1: Sauce Twinz (Sauce Walka)]
Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor, I'm Eddie Gordo
Pimping & sending the b**hes
I just got payed off a torso
I want them matching Margielas
Give a f** what they go for
I want that Su-Wu Bugatti
And a handgun that shoots arrows
b**hes think I'm Rambo
Never run out of ammo
My b**hes Ferragamo Sandals
Swear I'm hotter than a candle
I'm on fire, I'm raising the roof
Pimping b**hes out the coupe
Kickin' flavor like I'm cool
Hadouken, Ryu
All my b**hes drip in two, That's True
No Lie, Call Me Sauce Leroy
Now the b**h choosing me
She got tired of a D-Boy
Balenciaga's on my feet
Drink dripping off my sweet
Ferragamo on my heat
Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring
I'm Saucy!
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Sosamann]
Ohh, what it do?
I'm Kickin, Giuseppe, my shoes
My b**h Red Bottom, her Boots
I'm counting up lew
New 100's, they blue
This flavor I'm kickin', It's in me
These n***as they hate and they envy
I'm sipping on lean, not Henny
Your b**h on my team, and we winning
I'm cooling, and counting my Benjies
I came from the Bottom
I Just want my team at the top
Young n***a, I'm straight off the block
For haters, keep Glocks
Ain't running from sh** but some cops
They chase me, took all of my rocks
f** 12, my lil brother they shot
Kickin' sh** with a b**h
Say, I'm Tryna get rich
I ain't here but to call it a guap
I'm counting money, I stay stunting
On a broke n***a that ain't got nothing
Cause I'm a young n***a that ain't had sh**
And, had to grind up to get a little something
I stay hustling, I stay pumping
From Sunday, To Sunday
Cooking onions, counting Funyuns
Eating good while these n***as looking hungary
[Hook]