Sauce Walka – 7:30 (Sauce Father Deluxe Album)

Sauce Walka – 7:30 (Sauce Father Deluxe Album)

[Intro: Sauce Walka]
All of my diamonds, they glisten
Nigga, just go ask your bitch
Red bottoms for the kicks
No, you’re not dripping like this
We got them chopsticks
I got a .40 that’ll hold thirty
Nigga talking stupid at 6
Have him gone by 7:30

[Hook: Sauce Lean]
All of my diamonds, they glisten
Nigga, just go ask your bitch
Red bottoms for the kicks
No, you’re not dripping like this
We got them chopsticks
I got a .40 that’ll hold thirty
Nigga talking stupid at 6
Have him gone by 7:30
All of my diamonds, they glisten
Nigga, just go ask your bitch
Red bottoms for the kicks
No, you’re not dripping like this
We got them chopsticks
I got a .40 that’ll hold thirty
Nigga talking stupid at 6
Have him gone by 7:30

[Verse 1: Sauce Walka]
We got them chopsticks
Shells flying like drop kicks
Pull a hit and it’ll drop six
Sprinkle bullets, chop bricks
While you was trying to be a top draft pick
I was out trying to pop shit
Got the bitch by the outfit
And not the part [?] by the house quick
Most of my diamonds were clean jewelry
I got dirty and clean money
I could get a nigga’s ass knock out using dirty or the clean money
Forty thousand on new choppers, boy, that’s watch and ring money
I just spent that like nothing just ’cause I gotta go fuck [?], nigga duck hunting
Reach for my chain, I’ma bust something
Reach for my chain, you a dead dummy
I was just finna pop your shit, but lean already bust your head for me
How could your bitch get the bread for me?
Roll a cookie, pour a red for me
Nigga trying to put the Feds on me, but they won’t put me with the dead homies

[Hook: Sauce Lean]
All of my diamonds, they glisten
Nigga, just go ask your bitch
Red bottoms for the kicks
No, you’re not dripping like this
We got them chopsticks
I got a .40 that’ll hold thirty
Nigga talking stupid at 6
Have him gone by 7:30
All of my diamonds, they glisten
Nigga, just go ask your bitch
Red bottoms for the kicks
No, you’re not dripping like this
We got them chopsticks
I got a .40 that’ll hold thirty
Nigga talking stupid at 6
Have him gone by 7:30

[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
Macaroni, chopstick on me
I done left a trail of blood on the scene like my shoes had mud on them
I done rained .223’s in a nigga’s hood, let it flood on them
I done had beef with three different cliques, still got a dub on them
I’m ready for war, nigga
So many clips in the living room, you could barely see the floor, nigga
Sauce Lean had a bitch do a half a dong say you ain’t sleep with her
You was hungry, trying to eat, nigga
Caught you slipping, you a freak, nigga
Spent that one on doors on the Jeep
Shooting doors out the street, nigga
We ain’t worried about who I sided, they be trying to spill up on a homicide
Called the pussy, somebody lied, trying to live long, don’t mind mine
We ain’t sweating hoes, we letting hoes, we got big diamonds over [?] toes
We ain’t pressing no Giuseppe hoes, we put bitches onto bigger goals

[Hook: Sauce Lean]
All of my diamonds, they glisten
Nigga, just go ask your bitch
Red bottoms for the kicks
No, you’re not dripping like this
We got them chopsticks
I got a .40 that’ll hold thirty
Nigga talking stupid at 6
Have him gone by 7:30
All of my diamonds, they glisten
Nigga, just go ask your bitch
Red bottoms for the kicks
No, you’re not dripping like this
We got them chopsticks
I got a .40 that’ll hold thirty
Nigga talking stupid at 6
Have him gone by 7:30

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