Mask on – Sauce Walka lyrics

Lyrics Mask on – Sauce Walka

Pull up with choppers and lil niggas
F**k all that drippin’, these rap niggas trippin’ n***a
Slap the percocet out your system
Talking ’bout sticks but you ain’t never hit a n***a
Where the f**k did y’all get these niggas?
You went to college and rappin’ ’bout bricks my n***a
And you soft on a b***h lil n***a
She said you’re p***y and you pay her rent lil n***a
I’m back on that n***a s**t
That pullin’ up thirty-three, pop back gorilla s**t
That robbin and killin’ s**t
That hanging the chopper straight up out the window s**t
You rappers ain’t with the s**t
You singing about it but you have not did the s**t
I really done lived the s**t
So f**k all that drippin’, I’m back on that n***a s**t.
(Sauce Walk – Mask on)

I’m turnin’ the pressure on
Killin’ these fake niggas, bring the stretchers on
That new diamond tester on
Rockin’ them CBD diamonds, you know you wrong
You lyin’ in every song
Only plug you used was to charge your phone
You leadin’ the people on
You wasn’t moving dope with a beeper on
The f**k is you geekin’ on?
Boy you know you had a good job, why you actin’ bad
I still remember your name tag, n***a buy a gun now he Mad Max
Boy you know you ain’t shot s**t, but on your mixtape your chopper pop s**t
Niggas rap about stick talk, but you ain’t even shot and missed and hit a brick
Let alone really hit a n***a, let alone really split a n***a
This rap s**t full of gimmick niggas
Left the street to drip, but I did this n***a.

Pull up with choppers and lil niggas
F**k all that drippin’, these rap niggas trippin’ n***a
Slap the percocet out your system
Talking ’bout sticks but you ain’t never hit a n***a
Where the f**k did y’all get these niggas?
You went to college and rappin’ ’bout bricks my n***a
And you soft on a b***h lil n***a
She said you’re p***y and you pay her rent lil n***a
I’m back on that n***a s**t versuri-lyrics.info
That pullin’ up thirty-three, pop back gorilla s**t
That robbin and killin’ s**t
That hanging the chopper straight up out the window s**t
You rappers ain’t with the s**t
You singing about it but you have not did the s**t
I really done lived the s**t
So f**k all that drippin’, I’m back on that n***a s**t.

I’m keepin’ my mask on, I got too many rappers I’ma blast on
These rap niggas copy me
They worse than the FBI, how they watchin’ me
These niggas Yung Joc-in’ me
Pimp C said you gotta watch these faggot a*s rappers
Screenshot a n***a every move
From your tour bus, bad a*s rappers
All attracted to another man, sauce sugar gay gingerbread rapper
I’m the king of the drip and the sauce, anything else a*s backwards
You niggas softer than sand castles
Me and my niggas’ll step on em
A lot of these rap niggas slept on me
‘Til they seen I ball forever, I’m Kobe
Yeah I ball forever, I’m Ginobli
I’ma be rich, rap or not, off the b***h really sellin’ twat
If you didn’t rap you wouldn’t sell blocks.

Pull up with choppers and lil niggas
F**k all that drippin’, these rap niggas trippin’ n***a
Slap the percocet out your system
Talking ’bout sticks but you ain’t never hit a n***a
Where the f**k did y’all get these niggas?
You went to college and rappin’ ’bout bricks my n***a
And you soft on a b***h lil n***a
She said you’re p***y and you pay her rent lil n***a
I’m back on that n***a s**t
That pullin’ up thirty-three, pop back gorilla s**t
That robbin and killin’ s**t
That hanging the chopper straight up out the window s**t
You rappers ain’t with the s**t
You singing about it but you have not did the s**t
I really done lived the s**t
So f**k all that drippin’, I’m back on that n***a s**t.

Old copy cat, make believe, wannabe GI Joe, never was a street gangster, went to college, had a job, recommendation, resume a*s niggas
Old cry me a river, Justin Timberlake, I want it that way, tell me why a*s n***a
Motherfuckin’ me, double dare, I share my son with another n***a a*s n***a
Old motherfuckin’ me, sss- I need a girlfriend singing a*s crybaby a*s motherfuckin’ me, copy cat, I wanna be five years younger a*s n***a
Old kissy kiss, I kiss thirty rap dicks, model b***h a*s face a*s niggas
Old motherfuckin me, I never sold dope, I watched my cousin do it, so I was influenced a*s niggas
Old motherfuckin me, geometry, chess scholar motherfuckin’ me
Teacher’s pet, but I ran up a check with a nine and a brick, while I was studying for my math test a*s niggasss.
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Mask on - Sauce Walka
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