Trippie Redd - No Smoke No Smoke 1400 B.c. / Sauce lyrics

All these shooters with me, yeah they on go, ayy Swear they don't want smoke, no Haters don't want smoke No smoke, no smoke They don't want no smoke They don't want no smoke, on the block with my goons I hit a n***a up, I don't like to pick and choose I just f** on every ho that come into my DMs I be getting all this money, I don't spend it on BMs I ain't got no baby but your b**h my lil baby Dare a n***a play me, I'ma shoot him, is you crazy Yeah I'm going brazy, off the codeine, b**h I'm brazy Blowing all this dope, it got me motherf**in' lazy Yeah, yeah, yeah Dripping in the sauce It don't make sense, all this motherf**in' sauce It don't make sense, all this motherf**in' sauce It don't make sense, all this motherf**in' sauce It don't make sense, all this motherf**in' sauce Put water on the Rollie, and the wrist yeah that's DeVoss I don't like your b**h 'cause she keep asking what it cost n***a you ain't a boss if you ain't never took a loss Said he put it on the B's, yeah he put it on the B's Even if he ain't crip, man I hope them n***as C Man if she ain't topping then that b**h she gotta leave I don't smoke no mids, man I only smoke OGs Smoke gorilla, smoke gorilla, like a n***a in the jungle Talking up under they lip, all them n***as do is mumble I did 10k last week, n***a that's just on a humble And any time I speak I need a bundle when I come through Dripping in the sauce It don't make sense, all this motherf**in' sauce It don't make sense, all this motherf**in' sauce It don't make sense, all this motherf**in' sauce