New Year
[Verse]
I said fuck a single bitch 'cause I need two, yeah
I said fuck a single bitch, I need a new, yeah
I said fuck a single bitch, I need a two-pair
While I'm poppin' on this bitch just like the new year
All my bitches so outdated, got the new year
She can fuck her for some lean in the new year
She can fuck her for some lean in the new year
I'll be stuntin' on you bitches on the new year
You got one bitch, nigga, I got two yeah
$auce Baby
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I might walk in with my niggas just like, "Fuck it"
Bitch, I walk in with no niggas? Bitch you buggin'
I might take like thirty-thousand out and chuck it
Go to V Live just to see them bitches bust it
Young rich nigga, I came up sellin' (OG)
I was on the corner, why them niggas jealous?
I was never on the phone talkin', female-ing
But I always got it sent like it's emailin'
Yeah, bitch I got the sauce, I don't need to talk on the track
I can't hear the line like hushy hushy in the Bay
Rich young nigga, drop a pot off in your lap
Top trapper of the year, I'm gettin' top off in the trap, yeah
Ballin', whole team ballin'
Every time we walk up in here, it look like the whole team's Jordan
It's too much designer that the whole team's sportin'
So you look at us and think the whole team's spoiled up
[Verse]
I said fuck a single bitch 'cause I need two, yeah
I said fuck a single bitch, I need a new, yeah
I said fuck a single bitch, I need a two-pair
While I'm poppin' on this bitch just like the new year
All my bitches so outdated, got the new year
She can fuck her for some lean in the new year
She can fuck her for some lean in the new year
I'll be stuntin' on you bitches on the new year
You got one bitch, nigga, I got two yeah
$auce Baby
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I might walk in with my niggas just like, "Fuck it"
Bitch, I walk in with no niggas? Bitch you buggin'
I might take like thirty-thousand out and chuck it
Go to V Live just to see them bitches bust it
Young rich nigga, I came up sellin' (OG)
I was on the corner, why them niggas jealous?
I was never on the phone talkin', female-ing
But I always got it sent like it's emailin'
Yeah, bitch I got the sauce, I don't need to talk on the track
I can't hear the line like hushy hushy in the Bay
Rich young nigga, drop a pot off in your lap
Top trapper of the year, I'm gettin' top off in the trap, yeah
Ballin', whole team ballin'
Every time we walk up in here, it look like the whole team's Jordan
It's too much designer that the whole team's sportin'
So you look at us and think the whole team's spoiled up
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