Sauce Twinz - All About The Drip lyrics

[Intro: Sauce Walka] Aye, man, say, man, Sauce on the way man I'm tired of hearing all these motherf**ing n***as rapping about trapping bricks, guns, they've k**ed everybody, man, n***as ain't never did a motherf**ing thing, man Imma just keep it real and spill, talk about this sh** the Twinz really did tho, you underspill me? It's all about the drip bro [Hook: Sauce Walka] It's all about the drip, It's all about the drip It's all about the drip, It's all about the drip f** the cars and whips, f** the guns and clips f** the plugs and bricks, its all about the drip It's all about the drip, It's all about the drip It's all about the drip, It's all about the drip f** the cars and whips, f** the guns and clips f** the d** and bricks, its all about the drip [Verse 1: Sauce Walka] I made it out, out the drip though Buscemi bug on my big toe 300 thousand my front doo And that is my second house, hoe Grand piano by my couch bro 20 thousand in my mouth, hoe I meet these rappers and I see they lives You ain't sell [?] You was selling burgers and fries Value meals, dollar twenty-nine I was really selling pills and pies But I hated selling hams and dimes My momma smoked work when I was 5 I knew that selling dope was alive I broke a b**h and it changed my life I hate when fake n***as claim these stripes You can't get credit if you ain't lived this life In every song n***as catch a body But you ain't never ever shot nobody Your brother sold dope, you rap about it Oops, my bad I meant to say your cousin Lying on them songs got you buzzy Catch me dripping sauce out in public Everything I rap about, I've done it [Hook] [Verse 2: Sancho Saucey] It's all about the drip, it's all about the spill In the splash I'm dripping sauce, no Ragu I'm Big Sosa, got some bad news, I'm going nuts, no cashews I told her meet me by the bathroom, I broke lil mama she was half Jew The other half, she was hispanic, I'm dripping sauce and I'm causing damage, dammit Sit down if you can't stand it Sipping lean, I don't do the brandy Sipping lean, I don't do the worm Yellow mama, yeah, yeah, you're fine Yeah, yeah, you're more dinner down But I need it, on [?] That's a [?], off the cobs I remember I was [?] When it was all about the crack When it was all about the sack When it was all about spend your money, flip the pack, n***a, get it back Top suit, what I say the truth, now I [?], fool [Hook]