Walked in sauce dripped bout to go crazy
Your bih told me you talking crazy oouu
Hotline bling on her I'm Drake-ing
It's funny I could make your new bih my ole' lady
Walked in sauce dripped
Styro 4 in
3 Gs blunts lit
See me, park lips
Not far off boy bout to go places
In my own lane I be self racing
Ok
Broke boy get the f*ck from round me
Pockets low steady always downing
I might catch your down syndrome
Man I'm just trynna be smart about it
Always on a money chase y'all stay lazy
On sidelines quiet coach I been waiting
Ooh
Thinks it's time for me to go get it
In the field I'm a slave with it
Tizzy Hendrix when the booth hit
Little boy go & play with it
Bitches bitches ain't nothing different
With your chest when speaking to me
Sleeping on me ain't shit to me
They will cheer like Timmy Timmy
Oh
Don't care no cares oh no
Can't stop won't stop on go
Please please please don't steal flows
You bitch feeling me cause I Ohh
Walked in sauce dripped bout to go crazy
Your bih told me you talking crazy oouu
Hotline bling on her I'm Drake-ing
It's funny I could make your new bih my ole' lady
Give me props boy I called it
I don't know where I parked it
2 light skins got 3 dark skins
Bout to choose who in here have my offspring
Bitch
No no palms off my shit
Bitch
Your crew lame this stay Lit
Bitch
Crew full of goons, just me nigg
Groove how I groove in this bitch
You don't pay bills WHY switch cliques
Patty mouth snout SHUT your lips
Yo boy boy bout get rich
Pockets on palms off my shit
Don't care no cares oh no
Can't stop won't stop on go
Please please please don't steal flows
You bitch feeling me cause I Ohh
Walked in sauce dripped bout to go crazy
Your bih told me you talking crazy oouu
Hotline bling on her I'm Drake-ing
It's funny I could make your new bih my ole' lady
Alpha Mason - Sauce Dripped Lyrics
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Walked in sauce dripped bout to go crazy
Your bih told me you talking crazy oouu
Hotline bling on her I'm Drake-ing
It's funny I could make your new bih my ole' lady
Walked in sauce dripped
Styro 4 in
3 Gs blunts lit
See me, park lips
Not far off boy bout to go places
In my own lane I be self racing
Ok
Broke boy get the f*ck from round me
Pockets low steady always downing
I might catch your down syndrome
Man I'm just trynna be smart about it
Always on a money chase y'all stay lazy
On sidelines quiet coach I been waiting
Ooh
Thinks it's time for me to go get it
In the field I'm a slave with it
Tizzy Hendrix when the booth hit
Little boy go & play with it
Bitches bitches ain't nothing different
With your chest when speaking to me
Sleeping on me ain't shit to me
They will cheer like Timmy Timmy
Oh
Don't care no cares oh no
Can't stop won't stop on go
Please please please don't steal flows
You bitch feeling me cause I Ohh
Walked in sauce dripped bout to go crazy
Your bih told me you talking crazy oouu
Hotline bling on her I'm Drake-ing
It's funny I could make your new bih my ole' lady
Give me props boy I called it
I don't know where I parked it
2 light skins got 3 dark skins
Bout to choose who in here have my offspring
Bitch
No no palms off my shit
Bitch
Your crew lame this stay Lit
Bitch
Crew full of goons, just me nigg
Groove how I groove in this bitch
You don't pay bills WHY switch cliques
Patty mouth snout SHUT your lips
Yo boy boy bout get rich
Pockets on palms off my shit
Don't care no cares oh no
Can't stop won't stop on go
Please please please don't steal flows
You bitch feeling me cause I Ohh
Walked in sauce dripped bout to go crazy
Your bih told me you talking crazy oouu
Hotline bling on her I'm Drake-ing
It's funny I could make your new bih my ole' lady
Your bih told me you talking crazy oouu
Hotline bling on her I'm Drake-ing
It's funny I could make your new bih my ole' lady
Walked in sauce dripped
Styro 4 in
3 Gs blunts lit
See me, park lips
Not far off boy bout to go places
In my own lane I be self racing
Ok
Broke boy get the f*ck from round me
Pockets low steady always downing
I might catch your down syndrome
Man I'm just trynna be smart about it
Always on a money chase y'all stay lazy
On sidelines quiet coach I been waiting
Ooh
Thinks it's time for me to go get it
In the field I'm a slave with it
Tizzy Hendrix when the booth hit
Little boy go & play with it
Bitches bitches ain't nothing different
With your chest when speaking to me
Sleeping on me ain't shit to me
They will cheer like Timmy Timmy
Oh
Don't care no cares oh no
Can't stop won't stop on go
Please please please don't steal flows
You bitch feeling me cause I Ohh
Walked in sauce dripped bout to go crazy
Your bih told me you talking crazy oouu
Hotline bling on her I'm Drake-ing
It's funny I could make your new bih my ole' lady
Give me props boy I called it
I don't know where I parked it
2 light skins got 3 dark skins
Bout to choose who in here have my offspring
Bitch
No no palms off my shit
Bitch
Your crew lame this stay Lit
Bitch
Crew full of goons, just me nigg
Groove how I groove in this bitch
You don't pay bills WHY switch cliques
Patty mouth snout SHUT your lips
Yo boy boy bout get rich
Pockets on palms off my shit
Don't care no cares oh no
Can't stop won't stop on go
Please please please don't steal flows
You bitch feeling me cause I Ohh
Walked in sauce dripped bout to go crazy
Your bih told me you talking crazy oouu
Hotline bling on her I'm Drake-ing
It's funny I could make your new bih my ole' lady
Writer: Tayvon Mason
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