Ain't Sauce (feat. Midas Maximus & T.Weezy)

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WillDaDrill

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YoYo Yo
Shout out AMP Chris for this beat this joint fire
Alright Midas you Rey kill this Joint
Shout out my Boy Tye Too
A
Yea uh
We After dollars after pesos
Try my Squad  and it's case closed
I mean We could run the city everybody know
I mean Even as kiddie man I had the flow
Drip that's water call that voss
Try my squad there gone be a cost
You Better be prepared to take a loss
Left Enemy's dripping but it ain't sauce

Ain't sauce not it ain't sauce
Enemy's drippin but ain't sauce
Ain't sauce not it Ain't sauce
Enemy's trippin but it ain't sauce

It ain't sauce it ain't sauce
Lil Willy (yea) on the track cause I am the boss
It ain't sauce it ain't sauce
Swear I hate the letter L never take a loss

Neva take a loss all we do it win(winnnnnnn)
They wishin bad on my name but that was Back then (thennnnnnnn)
Now a nigga up I'm neva going down (downnnn)
Driving that Maserati coup (skirr skirr) with Surround sound
Young will and you know im coming for the  Crown
but when i look up its already on my head
Niggas  acting like they hard but they name is Fred
They all crap wrist lack where the drip at (ooooo)
Knick nack from my pack where your ribs at
Took your bitch gave her back like a hackey Sack (sack)
I did that sent her back like she run track
I run rap dont act like you ain't know  that
Im mike jack if i lean on her she might act
They ask how I'm the best like it ain't Sauce("are you the best ??")
But it ain't sauce

It aint sauce
It aint sauce
Took all your Ho Ho Ho's like I'm Santa Claus

A'int sauce no it ain't sauce
Yea enemy's drippin but it ain't sauce
Not it ain't sauce no it ain't sauce
Enemy's trippin but it ain't sauce

Got a stick that a shoot that a Tommy gun
No rugrats but this choppa make Tommy run
See they know I'm on that road like a bakugan
But now it's time to finish strong like triathlon
Got some shoota's in a park like Mordecai & Rigby
F*ck around and get thrown out like a frisbee
I didn't really think I had it in me
But I was rappin then reality hit me
Bitch I'm OD
No Whitney
Bitches on my phone said they miss me
When you reach this level you feel higher then A hippie
Bullet hit the back of him then exited his kidney
Man out there
And niggas tryina diss me
On some redness top like Santa in a chimney
When I rap I really do it gently
These niggas can't test me

A'int sauce ain't sauce enemy's drippin but it Ain't (sauceeeeeeeeee) ain't sauce no it ain't Sauce (sauceeeeeeee) enemy's trippin but it Ain't sauce (sauceeeeeeee) no it ain't no it ain't (Sauceeeeeeeee) enemy's drippin but it ain't Sauce ( sauceeeeeeeee) ain't sauce not it ain't Yea (sauceeeeeeeeee) yea these people still Hating but it ain't sauce

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