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Sauce Walka

I Dropped It

 

I Dropped It

(álbum: Sauce Ghetto Gospel 3 - 2022)


Oowee
Oowee
That shit over with
On sauce
Yeah

Five million wasted on the drank
I could've poured that shit down the sink
Huh, with five million, I could've bought a bank
With a couple other Black entrepreneurs that's tryna build a tank
I could've did more than you really think
I really did spend that on the drank
Three hundred and sixty-five days since I was twenty, nigga
But we been sipping on Act' since the commies, whooping on bullies, nigga
Lake Olympia Middle School, I was having spice, ducking tools
That's right 'bout the time niggas was screaming, "Dirty Sprite," y'all sound like fools
Drank up in my cup, nigga
Shut the fuck up, nigga
That's Big Moe, not Lil Wayne and he told your ass that much, nigga
How many you pussies done lost your brothers' lives up in these cups, nigga?
Robbers taking these pints up out they house, masked up, nigga
Bullets ripping through his flesh all in his thighs, he can't get up, nigga
The whole case is gone, but the ice is still up in his cup, nigga
Now is that refreshing?
How many gangsters really sip this drank and had to count they blessings?
I'm talking withdrawals in these feds, niggas tryna drink they stressings
Not none of you pussy-ass rappers out here drinking this shit for flexings
Huh, now not none of you niggas
Come buy some drank out my hood, watch what we would've done to you niggas
We sold you niggas chips for years, you thought it was Act', the dumb of you niggas
You niggas ain't never loved my people, that's why we numb to you niggas
But I was a dope fiend like y'all, still one of you niggas
Uh, I'll steal one of you niggas
In your motherfucking jaw, bitch
I'm from that old drank law, bitch
Outlaw shit
Pints for four-fifty, drink a gallon with your pa shit
Or it's out the jug on the cooler, the whole whole seal
The whole whole seal
But I almost lost my whole whole self
Seizures with my daughter in my arms, my whole jaw ripped
Teeth dying, jaw clipped
Mouth like a Vise-Grip
Going through these withdrawals, almost seen my whole life drift
Down the drain, nigga
It's this syrup that we sip and the cocaine, nigga
Nigga, this liquid heroin on sugarcane, nigga
The richest man's drug to ever hit his veins, nigga
Now tell me if I'm lying
Y'all ain't got the money to sip gallons, nigga, that's why nobody dying
But same time, there's a few people is from sipping a couple lines
But a thirty year crack rock legend don't make you André the Giant
We all know some functioning addicts frying
I had to die
Shit, I had to try
Keep this shit off me, nigga
All this pain that it done cost me, nigga
All this change that it done lost me, nigga
I hope my liver don't fall off me, nigga
A million dollars on cream soda, is that shit bossing, nigga?
There's no cup and it's never gon' call me, nigga
I dropped it

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