new sauce sportin' Lyrics

Ok

Right

Ok

Right

Ok ain't get here by luck

Bout time i ran it up

Almost had gave up

They switchin sides don't give a fuck

Slide in his bitch like a hockey puck

Hell nah i ain't gon cuff

I'm onna mission for money buck

Splurge on the fashion today i feel good

Everywhere i go they showin me love

Yea you know i'm good in yo hood

Finna go german bih pop the hood

Shit is some za you shmokin on kush

She wanna get high bitch let's do it

Ain't nothin to it

I blow a bag she get influenced

Fuck is a job still havin this motion

Ten packs they stay loaded

For a real niggah she buss it open

Bought my bitch new telly bag

Just so she can fuckin tote it

Finna go pop me designa tags

This new sauce im sportin

Ain't rockin no bb this shit stolen

Finna cop me some vv's and a house onna mote

I'm onna yacht these niggahs lil boat

Pullup on shawty just to get some throat

Fuck i look like down on some hope

Go back low i'm sellin the dope

I'm up in ella i ain't in no grove

Yea i hit up beverly and rodeo

I do this shit cause it's a passion for sho

These niggahs just do it

For the cash grab and go

I'm tryna grab cash and then make it grow

Shawty got ass you can tell it's home grown

I'm fuckin that bitch while she layin prone

Fuck that camcord we on the iphone

She givin head while a niggah go vroom

Yea i'm out in public this sauce i show em

Yeah i'm out in public new sauce i'm sportin

Take me a trip feel like goin tourin

I'm on the moon when i'm off the drugs

That shit heal me better then neasporin

Twenty four i'm coppin coupe then floorin'

Twenty four pick up a bag make em notice

Twenty four bitch yea im goin kobe

Twenty four seven i'm constantly working

Ok ain't get here by luck

Bout time i ran it up

Almost had gave up

They switchin sides don't give a fuck

Slide in his bitch like a hockey puck

Hell nah i ain't gon cuff

I'm onna mission for money buck

Splurge on the fashion today i feel good

Everywhere i go they showin me love

Yea you know i'm good in yo hood

Finna go german bih pop the hood

Shit is some za you shmokin on kush

She wanna get high bitch let's do it

Ain't nothin to it

I blow a bag she get influenced

Fuck is a job still havin this motion

Ten packs they stay loaded

For a real niggah she buss it open

Bought my bitch new telly bag

Just so she can fuckin tote it

Finna go pop me designa tags

This new sauce im sportin

Ain't rockin no bb this shit stolen

Finna cop me some vv's and a house onna mote

I'm onna yacht these niggahs lil boat

Pullup on shawty just to get some throat

Fuck i look like down on some hope

Go back low i'm sellin the dope

I'm up in ella i ain't in no grove

Yea i hit up beverly and rodeo