Sauce Icons Sauce Walka (Ft. Sancho Saucy & Sosamann)

[Intro: Sauce Walka]
(Uppercut)
Ooh-wee
Ooh-wee
(Damn, Quad, this shit bangin')
Splash

[Verse 1: Sauce Walka]
Sauce send hits like a boxer arm (Shit)
Fast on a bitch like Ramadan
Bitch gotta pray to me, Farrakhan
R.I.P. Nip, this the marathon
I done made five million 'fore thirty-one
Boy, you made five trenches and you thirty-one
Boy, I know your mama wish she could switch her son
If you scared, go to church, make your bitch a nun
Y'all really in the way, y'all ain't gettin' none
See these Bathing Ape shoes? They ain't made to run
That's why all my niggas punch and we stay with guns
And my shooter cross-eyed like my granny son
So he aim it at whatever when he start to hit
If you on thе other side, then you gеttin' split
I could get a nigga touched just to take a pic
I could bust a bitch down like you bust a brick
Difference is, when we ride, everything legit
What you get for a nine, she get for a kiss
What you get for a half, she get for a fit
If she make thirty-nine, I keep thirty-six
I can't leave too many dimes with a dirty bitch
I ain't tryna see my bitch on some dirty shit
But dedicated to the game get dirty, bitch, ooh-wee (Ooh)