Omgitsbeezy - Stealing Sauce (feat. OTM Uptown) Lyrics

I be getting money
Yeah i love to count it
You say you with the shits
But i highly doubt it

This water on my neck
It gotta nigga drowning
I'm dressed in the designer
Spent a couple thousand

I do the dash
My foot on the gas
Bitch i was broke
Now I'm in my bag

I took a loss
Had to get it back
You stealing sauce
Need to give it back

OMG!
You stealing sauce
Need to give it bck
You niggas love to talk
Y'all don't live ya raps

You a cop nigga
You a opp nigga

You a opp nigga
You a cop nigga

I'm a young hot spitta
OMG that's beezy
Riding in that drop nigga
Not a drop top
But I drop top niggas

F*ck a top spot
I'm like hotspot
I'm everywhere you're not
Cuz you're not hot

Nigga i was on the block
Like hopscotch
Niggas got it popping like pop rocks
I got popped

But a young nigga bounce back
Like a rubber band
Feeling like a hundred grand
Broke niggas don't understand

Bitch i got guap
I got pot whats next
These thot-thots want sex
But i could give a f*ck less

Lately I'm like f*ck sex
I'm tryna make a buck stretch

Goin for da money
Like Beckham with the tough catch

I be getting money
Yeah i love to count it
You say you with the shits
Boy i highly doubt it

This water on my neck
It gotta nigga drowning
I'm dressed in the designer
Spent a couple thousand

I do the dash
My foot on the gas
Bitch i was broke
Now I'm in my bag

I took a loss
Had to get it back
You stealing sauce
Needa give it back

I get a bag
Yeah I get a bag
When I was broke
All they did was laugh

Now I'm driving off the lot
And it's paper tags
Everything's on me
Put it on my tab

I was broke
It's really hard to forget
And free all of my niggas
That be calling collect

I came a long way
From playing cards in the 'jects
The life of a scammer
Either cards or the checks

Had to switch the drip
Cuz you niggas stealing sauce
Plug just send the work
Cuz he know I'll get it off

Put in overtime
When you wanna be a boss
I had to find my way
Through the bullshit I was lost

Young nigga
Yeah i came from the basement
We the hottest niggas out
So you gotta face it

That bag yeah i chase it
Me and bro
We f*ck up a check then go replace it
Don't want her if she's basic

I be getting money
Yeah i love to count it
You say you with the shits
But i highly doubt it

This water on my neck
It gotta nigga drowning
I'm dressed in the designer
Spent a couple thousand

I do the dash
My foot on the gas
Bitch i was broke
Now I'm in my bag

I took a loss
Had to get it back
You stealing sauce
Needa give it back