2littyraji - Sauce Lyrics

Niggas ask me why I do what I Do
Like They don't remember the Shit I been through
100 grams in the trunk of the Coupe
Got my mans on the side with a Rug
Whoever run up, they gon get It
Had to turn up and go get it
I know I fell off for a minute
This reuger gon' make niggas Feel it

Riding around through the city We cashed out
Smoking good gelato on Demand now
I been down never asking for Handouts
I be with it they know this shit Hands down
I'm from NY... you stare it's a Problem
If you Don't believe me, come See me it's man down
Niggas drippy af and still don't Get noticed
If we wear the same shit we Stand out

I tell ya bitch and her friends hit My lineup
She said you a lame guess ya Time up
I'm with the gang and we all Buncha shooter
We like golden state with the Line up
They wanna be down with the Process to riches they asking the Bro how to sign up
But niggas move funny we not With the f*ck shit, you with it Or Not make ya mind up

We on thruway with the packs
We don't give a f*ck about cops To keep it a stack
We roll up the gas on the way
We Make a few plays for that Bag then bringing it back
They say I be stuck in my ways
A nigga just had to adjust, Im Better than that
Got some for them "tough" Niggas talking that bullshit Around here just know that they Better relax

Cus I'm quite don't think I don't Use it
Just got off probation so its been A minute
I got a felony to prove it
Gotta hustle the streets I want That Phillipe so it's business Mixed in with the music
My niggas with it, I don't ride w The weak... better think if you Wanna get moody
Lose screws in my head I might Lose it