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sauce - fuk it doe كلمات الأغنية

(chorus)
mama told me b-tches wasn’t sh-t
i got my heart broken by a b-tch
f-ck it doe
n-ggas told me that they wouldn’t switch
i needed them and they ain’t give me sh-t
f-ck it doe
jack boys tried to run up hit a l!ck
but they ain’t even know i had the stick
f-ck it doe
free the real, i know n-ggas that ain’t snitch
and peace to all my brothers in a ditch

(verse 1)
foreign chick, all she do is count bankrolls in spanish
she just wanna put the dirty, dirty in the fanta
look into my eyes, all you prolly see is damage
i feel like i’m on prom cause these b-tches flashing cameras
mama always told me just be patient, never rush it
and everytime i get a backwood, man i stuff it
and i know all these rap n-ggas f-ggits undercover
and i hope when i die, all my b-tches f-ck each other
high fashion, new givenchy with drip on the feet
calm caption, picture me in the ghost like i’m meek
time p-ssing, i’m in the trap [?]
calm cl-ssic, this a song you can keep on repeat
i can stand the rain in the cold
couple n-ggas changed and they told
if you ain’t the star,play ya role
she just wanna run and tell her friends
i just went and bagged all her friends
either me, pound, or rahsin
if one win then we all win
buddakan til my stomach
swear i turned nothing to a lot
small circle swear it’s like a dot
give my n-ggas all that i got
give my brothers anything they need
f-ck the law, til my n-ggas free
1 of 1 im a different breed, 1 of 1 im a different breed

mama told me b-tches wasn’t sh-t
i got my heart broken by a b-tch
f-ck it doe
n-ggas told me that they wouldn’t switch
i needed them and they ain’t give me sh-t
f-ck it doe
jack boys tried to run up hit a l!ck
but they ain’t even know i had the stick
f-ck it doe
free the real, i know n-ggas that ain’t snitch
and peace to all my brothers in a ditch

(verse 2)
f-ck the fame
and my brothers booked so its f-ck the jakes
don’t hop on my wave it’s too f-cking late
chasing a check every breath i take
losing my gut, i think that i’m eating too much
my youngins ain’t eating enough
[?]
had to cut her off, she was faking
blowing up my phone like a beeper
brazilian steak with the guys at chima’s
scrippy that’s my savage, he the reaper
i do my dirt on my own, he could be a bro, but we won’t know if he telling
n-ggas don’t stick to the code, they gotta go, hollow tips into ya melon
pound keep telling me bag it up and just sell it
[?]
shamir told me never buss traps without no protection
so i got the pole and i’m selling
if you pull a gun, you gotta shoot it
if he touch ya mans, you gotta do em
pillow talk to hoes, don’t be foolish
she gon tell the next don’t be stupid
how you stand tall if you built like a cactus?
naw, she ain’t ya ride or die she was just acting
ladder poking out, but this ain’t for fashion
if you coming to me n-gga then you know that i’m taxing
one eye open man i told you n-ggas
bullets knock off ya head and ya shoulders n-gga
you a king and a snake like a cobra n-gga
if i miss my shot i know bro gon get her
fourth quarter ain’t no time to loss
i was up they was on snooze
brodie got the plug for the blues
i’m just praying that they all move
told em all time to get a zip
moving cautious im a walking l!ck
out the mix i ain’t in the vip
falling back gotta stack my chips
bankrolls on me on some sh-t
backwoods rolled b-tch i’m lit
b-tches wanna f-ck cause i drip
always be the same, never switch

- sauce

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