Mental Pollution Sauce Walka (Ft. El Train)

[Intro]
SuWoo
Grams
We poppin' black boy
Bitch, I got you

[Verse 1: El Train]
From the bottom to the top nigga Im'ma rise
They can feel a motherfucker this a enterprise
Fuck with me I drip on you and leave you energized
Electrifying I'm relying on my mastermind
Since the age of 9, I been in the mix, cars or bricks
Breaking a bitch, spillin' this drip
Rugers I rip, choppers I spit, niggas I flip (Ooh)
I keep the MAC on me
I keep a sack on me (Yeah, yeah)
I got a rack on me
And I'm on jetski
Me and Sauce pourin' on the beach
Got two white freaks (Yeah, yeah)
That bitch all on me, your bitch all on me (Yeah, yeah)
I am unique from my head to my feet
I'm a go-getter I'm straight from the streets
I gotta eat, ooh
I need the sauce on me, ooh
I'ma put a house on me, ooh
I'ma be on TV, ooh
Tint turnin' purple, light blue, ooh
Saucalious I'm the dude