Sauce Walka - Light Bulb lyrics

[Intro: Sosamann] Hey Whoa, ayy [Chorus: Sosamann] Twistin' up fat bud, sippin' on good mud, lookin' like a lightbulb Young n***a got moves like a chess club Took too many d**, feel messed up The b**h, she ain't right, she get left, ayy Yeah I only smoke top shelf, ooh Gold Gucci, got snakes on my belt, ayy Young gorilla how I'm beatin' on my chest like ooh, hey Twistin' up fat bud, sippin' on good mud, lookin' like a lightbulb Young n***a got moves like a chess club Took too many d**, feel messed up The b**h, she ain't right, she get left, ayy Yeah I only smoke top shelf, ooh Gold Gucci, got snakes on my belt, ayy Young gorilla how I'm beatin' on my chest like ooh, hey [Verse 1: Sosamann] Sold me a lightbulb Got lil' niche, I'ma show me a little love Spilt on a b**h like clean up (Splash) You ain't got no guap, you a dub (A dub) Aladdin, n***a fly like a rug You'll get smacked with the mug (Lame) And you ain't got real stacks with the plug Ooh, I got gas on gas like a gun club I'm swinging that chopper like nunchuck Break the lil' bopper and leave 'fore the sun up, ayy I serve the lil' n***a like lunch truck And laughed all the way to my safe Got cash but I don't do the banks Young n***a be drippin', drippin' like I came out the sink (Drip) Too cold, I might do the mink, ooh Like P, might pull up in tanks, ooh Uh, why a lil n***a gon' do that? (Why you gonna do, whoa whoa) If he shoot at me I'ma shoot back, ayy Hit a n***a dead in the durag, ayy f**ed her forever in the flavor last night n***a got a lot of swag, n***a gettin' to the bag, ayy I'm doing a hundred, don't crash I'm smoking the purest of gas, on sauce [Chorus: Sosamann] Twistin' up fat bud, sippin' on good mud, lookin' like a lightbulb Young n***a got moves like a chess club Took too many d**, feel messed up The b**h, she ain't right, she get left, ayy Yeah I only smoke top shelf, ooh Gold Gucci, got snakes on my belt, ayy Young gorilla how I'm beatin' on my chest like ooh, hey Twistin' up fat bud, sippin' on good mud, lookin' like a lightbulb Young n***a got moves like a chess club Took too many d**, feel messed up The b**h, she ain't right, she get left, ayy Yeah I only smoke top shelf, ooh Gold Gucci, got snakes on my belt, ayy Young gorilla how I'm beatin' on my chest like ooh, hey [Verse 2: Sauce Walka] Drip a whole lot of sauce, limpin' like a big boss, pimpin' out the big house Chains on backwards, all criss-crossed I'm the type of n***a piss a b**h off (sh**) Baby name shoes when I step out Sauce bent the b**h, went and cashed out Lame a** n***as want a shout-out Chopper hit you in the leg, make you shout out I turn the b**h to a cash cow I stack them hundreds, ones fast now I gave these b**hes the know-how But just took you down like I'm Chris Brown Burn a n***a's pockets with that action If you see my b**h, you shouldn't trust her She gon' play everything cool Then flip mode on you, you a buster Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme some more All of my diamonds came off of a snow All of my choppers, I cop for the low All of my n***as came up from the floor We got cameras that's on top of the door We can see you from our cellphone We ain't even gotta be at home Get a n***a popped in the dome [Chorus: Sosamann] Twistin' up fat bud, sippin' on good mud, lookin' like a lightbulb Young n***a got moves like a chess club Took too many d**, feel messed up The b**h, she ain't right, she get left, ayy Yeah I only smoke top shelf, ooh Gold Gucci, got snakes on my belt, ayy Young gorilla how I'm beatin' on my chest like ooh, hey Twistin' up fat bud, sippin' on good mud, lookin' like a lightbulb Young n***a got moves like a chess club Took too many d**, feel messed up The b**h, she ain't right, she get left, ayy Yeah I only smoke top shelf, ooh Gold Gucci, got snakes on my belt, ayy Young gorilla how I'm beatin' on my chest like ooh, hey