Dripp Harderr - Sauce Walka, Pe$o

Got diamonds all over my teeth

They drip and they freeze, bitch, I gotta eat, ayy

I hop in the Benz with a freak

Smash out at the store and I serve me a P, ayy

The fuck is you talkin' 'bout?

We got them choppers out, I’m shootin' shit like a three

I swear that you niggas not street

How you a shooter, you don’t got no heat?

I count the backends with my brother

I smash with my brother and we got each other

I finesse on a bitch and her mother

I scoot up, I splash 'em, I’m slangin' the cutter

I’m all up in Gucci with hundreds

I make this shit double, I came from the gutter

Got the powder with me, got the rocket with me

It ain’t nothin' to smash up and touch you

Put an opp nigga in the graveyard

Free my killers out hte stateyard

I get thirty P’s off a facecard

I drip and I splash in a racecar

I’m drippin' all over the radar

We slidin' right now on the highway with eight cars

Not the light way, the right way

All these diamonds blangin', it’s a nice day

Your daddy was a bitch, you a ho’s son

All these niggas gang gang, got no guns

How is you the brick man makin' store runs?

Your Versace kicks fake, get a refund

Fell in love with the bitch, you a peon

Send a hit, niggas scoot in a neon

And my wrist AC, nigga, Freon

(Ayy, ayy), Who drippin' harder than me? (Than me)

Who drippin' harder than me? (Than me)

Who mouth is water? It’s me (It's me)

Who spillin' hard in the streets? (The streets)

Who drippin' harder than me? (Than me)

Who drippin' harder than me? (Than me)

Who drippin' harder than me? (Than me, ooh-wee)

Don’t make me spill on your clothes (Clothes)

Get you took down for your gold (Your gold)

Then put it on at my shows (My shows)

Bathing Ape all on my toes (My toes)

I Bathing Ape on a ho (A ho)

Yeah, I be drippin' but I be gorilla, so she camoflauge me the dough, oh

You snatchin' and grabbin', your partner got caught and he told, bro (He told)

You went to the jeweler and bought some fake diamonds for low, no (For low)

You bought a two liter and only is pourin' up four, whoa (Whoa)

And it’s five more heads on that soda, you niggas be roachin' like janky

promoters

I bought a three-fifty and dieseled my motor

I know that I’m black but my bitch white as coca'

If the bitch ain’t Oprah then I’ma look over

'Cause I’m tryna run up my check like a broker

I’m havin' choppers on top of my sofas

I brace for everything, I don’t leave ovals

Sauce is an army, boy, we don’t leave soldiers

You pray for a hundred, I spent that on chokers

Your daddy was a bitch, you a ho’s son

All these niggas gang gang, got no guns

How is you the brick man makin' store runs?

Your Versace kicks fake, get a refund

Fell in love with the bitch, you a peon

Send a hit, niggas scoot in a neon

And my wrist AC, nigga, Freon

(Ayy, ayy), Who drippin' harder than me? (Than me)

Who drippin' harder than me? (Than me)

Who mouth is water? It’s me (It's me)

Who spillin' hard in the streets? (The streets)

Who drippin' harder than me? (Than me)

Who drippin' harder than me? (Than me)

Who drippin' harder than me? (Than me, ooh-wee)