5000 Ones Sauce Walka

[Chorus]
Five thousand ones from strippers
She threw money at my pimp and I
Ain't never had to tip her
Trackhawk got wings on it, it go
Faster than a missile
By the time you hear that brr, bird
Done already hit you
Yeah, I'm standing on an issue
I've been shitting on these ****, damn
Near running out of tissue
Throw a body on a bitch like she got a
Dirty pistol
Girl, I'll send you to Dior today, but I
Ain't flying with you
Sauce done made so many millions
Off of upgrading strippers

[Verse 1]
Balling so hard in LA, I thought I'd
Play for the Clippers
Pints on pints on pints on pints, we
State to state with the Zippers
This big Louis coat I bought was 7k
For the zipper
Watch me fuck a rap bitch, make her
Do thе song and diss ya
We outside with the militia, buy
Thirteen Nintеndo switches
My neck Jason Waterfall, I hop out
Left Eye and Chilli
Seen me dropping out in Philly
Sipping syrup next to Gillie
All these snow bunnies 'round me
Thought I was a hillbilly