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$ause - j $tash lyrics

[hook: lil tracy] (x2)
i got too much f-cking sauce, godd-mn it’s spilling out
ferragamo towel, baby wipe me down
yeah i keep a b-tch stick like i’m finna joust
she doing tricks, i’m like wow, we might stain the couch

[verse 1: j $tash]
i got a b-tch for everyday of the week
she suck my d-ck till i fall aleep
florida boy so i stay with the heat
my choppa put you on a shirt rest in peace
i got the work b-tch i’m still in the streets
f-ck on her period she stain the sheets
gucci interior, in my new v
diamonds on my neck they wet like the sea
she getting wet just by looking at me
i p-ss that b-tch down to lil’ tracy
i f-cked that b-tch sister just last week
i hope my po don’t drug test me
dripping that sauce when we at [?]
i got these n-gg-s tryana dress like me
no, bet he can’t do it like me
i make your bih roll my weed

[verse 2: johnny drama]
i got too much f-cking drip, your hoe gon’ wipe me down
ferregamo belt, shoes crocadile
yeah, i don’t wanna wait i want the cash right now
she don’t wanna wait she wanna f-ck right now
you know what i’m ’bout
drink out the bottle, i’m spilling it out
i hop in the foreign, i’m out
shorty gon’ open her mouth
i don’t got no doubts
i keep it real true, like i’m from down south
on a money route, and you know it

- j tash lyrics

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