[Intro: Sauce Gohan]
Ayy

[Verse 1: Sauce Gohan]
I got three flip-phones, your bitch call all of 'em
Your bitch stalk all of 'em, had to put a pause on her
I got Louis V on, I got double G's on
I got D&G on, shit, I got three designers on, ayy
Bitches talkin' 'bout Bora Bora, but ain't even comin' strong
And these niggas broke, been watchin' Dora, tryna swipe my VLONE
And the opps still drop of course, lil' nigga, how the hell we into it so long?
We been on the road for three months, how we been on tour for so long?
I been gone, chasing paper, been counting Franklins, huh
Jackson wanna be a bitch about it, so I took his ass to Jamaica, huh
Fucked his bitch and made him think about while I'm ridin' around in Mercedes
In that Mulsanne like a mayor
Blew up fast like crack in the '80s
Ain't shit free, lil' bitch, come pay me
Thirty-five racks in the stash like KD
I'm a young G.O.A.T. in this shit, no Jay-Z
VVS diamonds clear like HD
Money obtuse, lil' nigga, you scalene
Hit Saks Fifth, I'ma buy new Givenchy
Glock 33, I'ma shoot 'til it empty
Big Backwood, lil' nigga, you skimpy
It's a rat in your circle, lil' nigga, you finished
I'ma shoot for my name, lil' nigga, don't tempt me
Just ridin' a wave, you niggas ain't drippin'
Hundred racks stashed in the back of the Bentley
New iPhone 'cause the last three flipped
Three new fours ridin' down Lake Michigan
I been in this shit, lil' nigga, you sissy
New big B's and I got 'em from Missy
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