sauce walka - neighborhood lyrics
[intro: lil jairmy]
on the couch
know it’s heavy when i pour, f+ck ’round, roll a half an ounce, yeah
heavy when i pour, i f+ck ’round, roll a half an ounce (fred on em, yeah, uh)
n+gga, choppers on the door, by the door and on the couch (uh)
[chorus: lil jairmy]
i got choppers on the floor, i watch the door, sittin’ on the couch
know it’s heavy when i pour, i f+ck ’round, roll a half an ounce
with so many foreigns in my driveway, know my neighbors losin’ count
would’ve been a millionaire without the rap, my neighborhood can vouch
we so crazy with these flavors, n+gga, it ain’t no runnin’ out
i save these pieces, i don’t trade ’em, i keep new sh+t comin’ out
keep .223s for all these traitors, ain’t no info leakin’ out
at round tables with these labels, ain’t ’bout millions, then i’m out, uh
[verse 1: lil jairmy]
i f+ck ’round, hit her ‘fore i bounce, jump right in and get right out
these n+ggas get jammed up and they talk, got me switchin’ up my route
just poured a pint up, me and wock’, ain’t even much posted no drank for clout
what i just f+cked up in a month same sh+t these n+ggas be signin’ ’bout
spent two+fifty on a wristw+tch, i’m the ones the feds watch
i f+ck these hoes and pill pop, my backwoods strong like hanc+ck
i sell my dope on any block, i f+ck that ho and i wear it out
my diamonds, they dance, they milly rock, whole million in diamonds, i wear it out
[verse 2: sauce walka]
my diamonds be jiggin’, but my jeweler not louisiana
wasted plenty millions mixin’ a&w and fanta
cocaine bunnies, i ain’t have to use the arm & hammer
had to spray that— on the mail, lil’ bro in the slammer
how many n+ggas did the sh+t that i did? (ayy)
how many n+ggas did the sh+t that i did? (ayy)
started with them lil’ racks, and then it got big
how many n+ggas did the sh+t that i did?
posted in miami with iguanas
baddies in the swimming pool, they just got up out my sauna
me and jairmy pourin’ wockhardt in the east, we doin’ numbers
sw+ngin’ up the ship channel, ten cars, twenty thumpers
corporate street n+gga, buy a mansion off of credit
five houses in my name, it ain’t sh+t for me to sell it
we got blocks, no cocaine, just some pints of purple jelly
throw lil’ mama on her belly, then i sauce up her spaghetti, she ain’t ready
[chorus: lil jairmy]
i got choppers on the floor, i watch the door, sittin’ on the couch
know it’s heavy when i pour, i f+ck ’round, roll a half an ounce
with so many foreigns in my driveway, know my neighbors losin’ count
would’ve been a millionaire without the rap, my neighborhood can vouch
we so crazy with these flavors, n+gga, it ain’t no runnin’ out
i save these pieces, i don’t trade ’em, i keep new sh+t comin’ out
keep .223s for all these traitors, ain’t no info leakin’ out
at round tables with these labels, ain’t ’bout millions, then i’m out, uh
[outro: lil jairmy]
i got choppers on the floor, i watch the door, sittin’— couch— couch
know it’s heavy when i pour, i f+ck ’round, roll a half an ounce
with so many foreigns in my driveway, know my neighbors losin’ count
would’ve been a millionaire without the rap, my neighborhood can vouch
crazy— crazy— flavors— flavors, n+gga, it ain’t no runnin’ out
i save these pieces, i don’t trade ’em, i keep new sh+t comin’ out
keep— 3s for all— 3s for all these traitors, ain’t no info leakin’ out
at— tables— tables— labels— labels, ain’t ’bout millions, then i’m out, uh
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