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letra de y.w.n - sauce walka

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[intro: sauce walka]
(if you want sauce from frauce, it’s gon’ cost, drip)
mhm, ooh-wee
mhm (ooh-wee)
sh-t

[verse 1: sauce walka]
i heard buddy died with his partner, that’s a double cup
i put lil’ birds on the street, now the murders up
feathers everywhere, i don’t care, hit them n-ggas up
get his feathers plucked, then i skrrt in a bentley truck
yeah, my benjis up, i got b-tches sellin’ titties, bruh
my shirt fendi, bruh, and i bought it just to f-ck it up
ain’t no turnin’ up, hit that yeeky, yeah, i’m yearnin’ up
have i flew enough? i’m back, brr, got hoes chirpin’ us

[chorus: sauce walka]
young wild n-gga with that 30 in my pocket, in the bay
not in houston, but i still got that rocket, i don’t play
boy, i shoot sh-t and i keep a ho in pocket, what you say?
yeah, my new b-tch donе brought me one of your watches
i’m a young wild n-gga with that 30 in my pockеt, in l.a.
not in houston, but i still got my rocket, i don’t play
boy, i shoot sh-t and i keep a ho in pocket, what you say?
yeah, my new b-tch done brought me one of your watches
[verse 2: daboii]
b-tch, i’m walkin’ on water like jesus
daboii don’t only rap, he be preachin’
no, i do not steal, but i’ll take
i still take n-ggas’ hoes, i be thievin’
i don’t send out my songs, n-ggas leakin’
i ain’t even had a crumb, left him leakin’
you n-ggas don’t sin, ain’t caught you no body
so how in the f-ck is y’all demons?
b-tch, you knew what it was, what you thinkin’?
every n-gga that’s ’round me, i eat with
i’m a dog, i’m not wearin’ no leashes
wear my sh-t to the club, where y’all t–th hittin’?
if you rep what i rep, i’ll die for it
put my d-ck in her gut, got her eyes rollin’
my og took a flight with the nine on him
i hate you, b-tch, no, i don’t, yeah, i’m bipolar
racks in my jeans, amiri
you n-ggas is hoes clearly
n-ggas b-tches, i don’t want ’em near me
when i talk, b-tch, make sure that you hear me
yeah, b-tch, when i talk, make sure you hear me loud and clear, b-tch
sob sh-t, tsf sh-t, ywn sh-t, b-tch

[chorus: sauce walka]
young wild n-gga with that 30 in my pocket, in the bay
not in houston, but i still got that rocket, i don’t play
boy, i shoot sh-t and i keep a ho in pocket, what you say?
yeah, my new b-tch done brought me one of your watches
i’m a young wild n-gga with that 30 in my pocket, in l.a.
not in houston, but i still got my rocket, i don’t play
boy, i shoot sh-t and i keep a ho in pocket, what you say?
yeah, my new b-tch done brought me one of your watches

- sauce walka

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