Lyrics Sauce - Mookey Montana

Tell me how you niggaz ain't heard bout sauce
Tell me how you niggaz ain't heard bout sauce
Tell me how you rapping n you ain't took off
In the city two days
Then I hit the exhausted
You don't know where I been
You don't know what it cost
They gone stab you in the back
They gone shoot you threw the cross
One false move
We gone knock a nigga off
Word on the street
He was talking to the law
She gone suck a nigga dick
Till it go threw her jaw

Got the plug on the way
And the shooters in the attic
Catching a nigga slipping
We gone do him sum badly
She a bad bitch
But ha attitude nasty
Fuck nigga talking
So we picking out his casket
Ya baby daddy lacking
Now you fucking with a savage
I was down on my ass
Now a young nigga having
Ain't tripping on bitch
I let em have it
Moved out to Dallas
But a nigga still trapping
I'm Just
Big ole ego tripping
Had to cut sum nigga off
Wasn't part of my vision
Bitch you know I'm dropping
Lil bitty just respect my pimping
Yeah her head terrific
But I want let the hoe in my business
Can't be specific
But I know sum niggas that be really down with it

Young nigga tryna make it to the bank
Street niggaz doing shit that ya can't
I'm gone remix it in the sank
What it is what it ain't what you can't
Lil mookey put packs on the road
Niggaz getting exposed they hoes
Big brother stayed down ten toes
In the hood
Cuz you know the streets cold

Straight from the streets nigga
No cap
Go hoes tryna tag me no app
Catch me in a ten speed
Cross the map
These hoea tryna catch me
But I'm dipping

Tell me how you niggaz ain't heard bout sauce
Tell me how you rapping n you ain't took off
In the city two days
Then I hit the exhaust
You don't know where I been
You don't know what it cost

Tell me how you niggaz ain't heard bout sauce
Tell me how you niggaz ain't heard bout sauce
Tell me how you rapping n you ain't took off
In the city two days
Then I hit the exhausted
You don't know where I been
You don't know what it cost

Fuck nigga talking down cause he broke
I'm gone n take flight no coach
Baby say she wanna put it in her throat
All this water on a nigga need a boat
All these got damn chains no slave
Rap nigga swerving all in my lane
Ima pop a nigga cap
Champagne
I got 4 white bitches
Concaine
They gone lite a nigga up Hassan
Been threw the rain and the pain and the game
Own friends down to blow a nigga brain
I just ran up a bag in this game
Baby mama drive a nigga insane
Tom Ford
Had to better my frames
And I'm study taking off on these lames
No cap in my rap on gang

Tell me why dese niggaz fold
When it's crunch time
Rap niggaz always waiting for the punch line
Blue faces on a nigga at all times
At all times
At all times
At all times

Tell me why dese nigga fold
When it's crunch time

Rap nigga always waiting for the punch line
Blue faces on a nigga at all times
At all times
At all times
Tell me how you niggaz ain't heard bout sauce
Tell me how you rapping n you ain't took off
In the city two days
Then I hit the exhausted
You don't know where I been
You don't know what it cost
Tell me how you niggaz ain't heard bout sauce
Tell me how you rapping n you ain't took off

In the city two days
Then I hit the exhausted
You don't know where I been
You don't know what it cost