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sauce god – fts lyrics

f+ck that sh+t
f+ck that sh+t
pop yo sh+t
tote a stick
spin a block
call a hit
get em blitz
broke boy get fixed
f+ck that sh+t
f+ck that sh+t
f+ck that sh+t
f+ck that sh+t
pop yo sh+t
tote a stick
spin a block
call a hit

y’all n+ggas ain’t my n+ggas y’all are not my dogs
i seen real n+ggas turn to snakes when that bread got involved
they sent my grandad up that road cause he was playing with raw
big sauce ain’t speaking on sh+t if he know i ain’t nothing like y’all
f+ck that sh+t
i slept on the floor with my n+ggas but now i got racks in the bed
f+ck that sh+t
you play with my n+ggas or speak on my family it’s ten on your head
call a hit
gotta watch what i say on my songs cause these n+ggas really be fed
pop yo sh+t
honestly i ain’t giving a f+ck about these n+ggas i said what i said
f+ck that sh+t
f+ck that sh+t
pop yo sh+t
tote a stick
spin a block
call a hit
get em blitz
broke boy get fixed
f+ck that sh+t
f+ck that sh+t
f+ck that sh+t
f+ck that sh+t
pop yo sh+t
tote a stick
spin a block
call a hit

i’m bouta turn this b+tch up
don’t worry about what’s in my cup
old n+ggas can’t give me advice i been stop giving a f+ck
ever since i start moving alone a n+gga been running it up
these n+ggas ain’t gaining no trust
i told my dog go with his gut
and if it say bust n+gga bust
i remember being broke
we was really kicking doors
now we really getting dough
n+ggas beefing over hoes
but me i ain’t speaking on hoes
if it’s smoke then it’s smoke
i ain’t tryna beef if it ain’t bout no money
but the red make me go so it really be nothing
stick gon pop at your noggin you move like a dummy
sauce with the tallest of trees you should now how he boming
sauce with the tallest of trees you should now how he boming
i miss all my dawgs and i miss my cousins
i done mixed too much za with the lean now a n+gga can’t feel nothing
it’s too much a young n+gga done really seen i can tell when a rap n+gga bluffing
f+ck that sh+t
f+ck that sh+t
pop yo sh+t
tote a stick
spin a block
call a hit
get em blitz
broke boy get fixed
f+ck that sh+t
f+ck that sh+t
f+ck that sh+t
f+ck that sh+t
pop yo sh+t
tote a stick
spin a block
call a hit

- sauce god lyrics

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