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lirik lagu saucebitin – almightysuspect

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[chorus]
b*tch, i’m [?] these n*ggas sauce biting
check my ice, all this sh*t frostbite
b*tch, i f*cked and you go, i ain’t wife
and my momma always told me, “lil’ boy, you so trife”
b*tch, i’m [?] these n*ggas sauce biting
check my ice, all this sh*t frostbite
b*tch, i f*cked and you go, i ain’t wife
and my momma always told me, “lil’ boy, you so trife”

[verse 1]
since ninth grade, on the gang, i been trifling
riding ’round the town with big guns like some white men
n*gga’s always talking ’bout fades like he tyson
these bullets came hot, we just gave n*ggas light tans, over
lil’ b*tch, i’m finna gas up
you ain’t talking ’bout dough, shut yo ass up
b*tch, i came for the bands, get that cash up
n*ggas act tough on the ‘net, get them slapped up, over
why these n*ggas wanna hate me?
n*ggas mad ’cause i am who they can’t be
i’m gon’ shoot out the whip ’til it can’t squeeze
i’m blind to that ho, pay my fine, b*tch, i can’t see, dummy
why these hoes don’t get that?
if she ain’t got my strips, tell her get back
i be riding with the gang with like ten straps
finna put a n*gga in the dirt with this big mac, stupid
tell that b*tch it’s almighty
these rings, they be on both hands, b*tch, i’m [?]
named that b*tch “throat” but her n*gga call her wifey
they wanna see me flop, little b*tch, that ain’t likely, over

[chorus]
b*tch, i’m [?] these n*ggas sauce biting
check my ice, all this sh*t frostbite
b*tch, i f*cked and you go, i ain’t wife
and my momma always told me, “lil’ boy, you so trife”
b*tch, i’m [?] these n*ggas sauce biting
check my ice, all this sh*t frostbite
b*tch, i f*cked and you go, i ain’t wife
and my momma always told me, “lil’ boy, you so trife”

[verse 2]
all that sauce biting sh*t, man, that’s over
n*ggas tryna steal sauce, you’s a poser
n*gga think that he meat, that ain’t kosher
i keep big guns, on the gang, like a solider
before i was hot, y’all n*ggas wasn’t pimps
you ain’t tryna bring no b*tch for the strips
n*ggas saying, “on the gang”, and they sh*t
all these n*ggas is my sons, check the stats, b*tch, i’m him, over
on the gang, n*ggas weirdos
lil’ n*ggas wanna diss, i don’t hear those
all these new n*ggas nerds, what they here for?
i’m pops to these n*ggas that’s hot this year, ho, over
i’m these rap n*ggas’ dad
buying bape, buying rings, man, you n*ggas make me laugh
taking words from my raps, all these new n*ggas sad
cut that sh*t out, i ain’t giving no pass, over
all these n*ggas is my juniors
b*tch talking ’bout i’m broke, that’s a rumor
i brought bands, n*ggas better ask my jeweler
we in fly gerber class and i’m these n*ggas tutor, over

[chorus]
b*tch, i’m [?] these n*ggas sauce biting
check my ice, all this sh*t frostbite
b*tch, i f*cked and you go, i ain’t wife
and my momma always told me, “lil’ boy, you so trife”
b*tch, i’m [?] these n*ggas sauce biting
check my ice, all this sh*t frostbite
b*tch, i f*cked and you go, i ain’t wife
and my momma always told me, “lil’ boy, you so trife”

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