(+) Thick Of It (feat. Trippie Redd)
All these shooters with me
Yeah they on go ayy
Swear they don't want smoke no
Haters don't want smoke
No smoke no smoke
They don't want no smoke
They don't want no smoke
On the block with my goons
I hit a nigga up
I don't like to pick and choose
I just fuck on every ho
That come into my dms
I be getting all this money
I don't spend it on bms
I ain't got no baby
But your bitch my lil baby
Dare a nigga play me
I'ma shoot him is you crazy
Yeah I'm going brazy
Off the codeine bitch I'm brazy
Blowing all this dope
It got me motherfuckin' lazy
Yeah yeah yeah
Dripping in the sauce
It don't make sense
All this motherfuckin' sauce
It don't make sense
All this motherfuckin' sauce
It don't make sense
All this motherfuckin' sauce
It don't make sense
All this motherfuckin' sauce
Put water on the rollie
And the wrist yeah that's devoss
I don't like your bitch
'Cause she keep asking what it cost
You ain't a boss if you ain't never took a loss
Said he put it on the b's yeah
He put it on the b's
Even if he ain't crip
Man I hope them niggas c
Man if she ain't topping then
That bitch she gotta leave
I don't smoke no mids
Man I only smoke ogs
Smoke gorilla smoke gorilla
Like a nigga in the jungle
Talking up under they lip
All them niggas do is mumble
Out to 10k last week
Nigga that's just on a humble
And any time I speak I need a bundle
When I come through
Dripping in the sauce
It don't make sense
All this motherfuckin' sauce
It don't make sense
All this motherfuckin' sauce
It don't make sense
All this motherfuckin' sauce