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sauce - yngb chaos lyrics

(intro: lil chaos and lil shotty)
aye, aye
ls
aye, ya
yngb sh-t man
chaos
chaos we on our grind man, we never gon stop (what else?)
pull up to the block
wait, ya, aye

(hook: lil chaos)
drippin’ that drippin’ that sauce
gotta 30 in the glock
drippin’ that drippin’ that sauce
gotta 30 in the glock
drippin’ that drippin’ that sauce
gotta 30 in the glock
drippin’ that drippin’ that sauce
gotta 30 in the glock

(verse 1: lil chaos)
chaos he tryna get rich
with gang you we lit
and i’m messin with fit
and chaos be on his dumb sh-t
tryna run up on me
it’s gon be your last l!ck
me and the gang gon take yo sh-t
yngb in the cut
i f-cked that b-tch in the b-tt
i f-cked b-tch she a sl-t
yea you know we don’t give no f-cks
your b-tch, in her face, i nut
cause’ she don’t know how to suck
chaos do not believe luck
yngb chasin them bucks
smoking the green like i’m cee-lo
keep that sh-t on the d low
2 shots like a free throw
shooting sh-t like im d rose
air it out like im deebo
tryna get on vevo
imma pull up to the scene bro
i might pull up with a stick
let it hit, little b-tch i never miss
(yeah)
get money, ya, ya
get money, ya, ya
get money, ya, ya

(verse 2: lil shotty)
ap bust down on my wrist
pull up stuntin’ sippin’ sh-t
30 glock, we hittin sh-t
yellow german, skurrt that b-tch
rolls royce, i’m in that sh-t
yngb we getting rich
f-ck the game, i f-cked that b-tch
swerve the whip, swerve the whip
they hit me up
i roll a blunt
i came to stunt
gas, smoking, (what)
i’m rolling in the beamer
(yeah yeah)
2 seater
ice around my neck
it looking like a freezer
yeah they hatin on my trap
100’s in my lap
fingers blue from the cash
countin up big racks
skurrt the whip, do the dash
yngb, on the map
lil bih where you at?
gucci fit, gucci bag

(hook: lil chaos)
ay, drippin’ that drippin’ that sauce
gotta 30 in the glock
drippin’ that drippin’ that sauce
gotta 30 in the glock
drippin’ that drippin’ that sauce
gotta 30 in the glock
drippin’ that drippin’ that sauce
gotta 30 in the glock

(verse 3: lil chaos)
(ay, yuh)
mess with me let him have it
yea i got an automatic
yea i’m fly like a maverick
b-tch you know i am a savage
pockets green like some cabbage
i feel like uzi (lil uzi vert) cuz my pockets just got fatter
i climb your b-tch like a ladder (ou)

(verse 4: lil shotty)
pull up in a m-ssi
pull up with a shotty
ima skurrt the audi
off white on my body
smokin on kush it stank
100’s right outta the bank
suv looking like a tank
outta the bank

(hook: lil chaos)
ay, drippin’ that drippin’ that sauce
gotta 30 in the glock
wait, drippin’ that drippin’ that sauce
gotta 30 in the glock
yuh, drippin that drippin that sauce
gotta 30 in the glock
wait, drippin that drippin that sauce
gotta 30 in the glock (yuh)

(outro: lil shotty & lil chaos)
yo chaos, they sleepin’ on us
for real bro
but we got heat coming… so like
why the f-ck they sleeping on us?
bro i really don’t know bro
i’m just a rapper trying to make it
you know what i’m saying
i’m just making music for fun

- yngb chaos lyrics

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