Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song SAUCE, artist - DillanPonders.
Date of issue: 20.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
SAUCE |
I got the sauce / Watch me drip |
I got the sauce / I got the shits |
They know my name / They know my gang |
They know my songs / But don’t know my pain |
I went 1st from last, I used to rap for Percocet’s, now I got money in perfect |
stacks, Been in the gym got a perfect chest, know the government’s trying to |
kills us off, look at All the food they been feeding us, modify the weather |
they deleting us, find a new planet Then they leaving us, swear to God I could |
never Make this up, tryna hide away from all The racist fucks, all the new |
rappers getting paid to suck, all my fans god hope for me, I’m directly where |
I’m supposed to be, chasing bands when I’m overseas I’ll perform but I won’t |
for free I’m a star open the door for me, you can strip for me, feed me grapes |
While I oversee, head to my room use the oval key I don’t really fuck with |
nobody right Man and I’m saying this openly, I wanna hang by the ocean sea |
while my drink getting Poured for me, got a few plans that u won’t believe |
The day I don’t ask too much from you I say that way too much to assume make |
each Verse knock that’s 2 for 2 ain’t no telling what a label gon do to you |
like damn, I was a Hoop-a-loop, I always came short like an oomp-a-loomp, |
now I float to the sky like a New balloon, with helium I drop a song and it |
moves the room, power move, tryna get a Few cook-a-roos, new car with the roof |
removed, back seat got some hookah too, save That shit for Tez me I smoke |
blunts hate backwood stems, man, yall been stuck in the Past like your glasses |
got a backward lens, when my man’s bring me in the whip I Leave my ash in the |
back of the Benz, if your girlfriends friend got an ass then don’t Ever look at |
the ass of friend if you don’t do drugs don’t ask for a friend, I don’t like |
you And I don’t have to pretend, rolling weed while I’m smoking weed I just |
sparked one While I’m packing it in, always down to ride for the ones I call my |
guys, throw shots Anywhere round here its suicide, nigga like me man I’m a ride |
or die |