Don’t Sell Narcotics No Mo

[Chorus: Sauce Walka]
I got the splash
And the dope
I don't sell narcodics no more
I like them white
Black or green
Long as the ho pay, it don't matter to me
I got the splash
And the dope
I don't sell narcodics no more
I like them white
Black or green
Long as the bitch know, that she gotta pay the P

[Verse 1: Sauce Walka]
Yeah I'm pimpin, southside drippin
Straight from [?], Martin Luther King [?]
I seen [?] drive a slab that's worth a Bentley
I done seen a dope fiend rob a whole chicken
Damn, that's a big ass crack rock
Straight from the dope pot
I stopped selling work, the streets too damn hot
I'd rather ride with a ho, I'd rather [?] snow
I'd rather teach a bitch how to motherfucking make the dough
Thousands of the motherfucking cheese at your [?]
All you niggas talking 'bout you [?]
You ain't never seen a motherfucking 1 2 [?]
[?] 0 0 on a whole goddamn pie
You a lier, nigga, you's a motherfucking show like a flier, nigga
I can see that your pants on fire, nigga
You need to stop, drop and roll
Pray the lord [?] motherfucking save your soul
Boys need to repent, pulled up in a Bentley [?]
Riding round [?]
With your bitch
Bitch, your wife a girlfriend
I don't know, but your ho is mine now
And if you touch me, then the gun gon' go pow pow pow
[?] your motherfucking head
Sauce Gotti, yeah I bang red
Su-wu, I'm a pyrule
And I kick ass, kung foo
[?]

[Chorus: Sauce Walka]
I got the splash
And the dope
I don't sell narcodics no more
I like them white
Black or green
Long as the ho pay, it don't matter to me
I got the splash
And the dope
I don't sell narcodics no more
I like them white
Black or green
Long as the bitch know, that she gotta pay the P

[Verse 2: Sosamann]
I'm just a P
I ain't free
If you need some game, bitch, you should trust in me
I'm smoking gass
With some hoes
The dope is on the plannet [?]
I'm sippin lean
And it ain't green
It gotta be the Activis, or [?]
If a nigga sippin, I'm leaning off the hinges
I broke a nigga bitch, like she was some fucking [?]
I'm [?] tippin, I'm foreign car rollin'
Big 45 on my lap, that's what I'm holding
Boom boom boom, knock him out his shoes
Double show, count new hundreds in the blue
I'm counting red [?], boy, I love touching lute
And if you play with my oney, at you Imma shoot
Balling like a hoop
I know I'm a legend
And boy, I been the same since the fucking [?]
Was [?] weed off my daddy dresser at 11
Taking that shit to my school, boy, I sell it
[?]
The snitches, they done told you
I'm big Sosa now, all this guap I been holding
The bitches say I'm fresh, and I smell like [?]
All the nigga wanna be me, they be hoping
To do the shit like Sosa
To do it like some sauce
To ask [?] make yourself a boss
I'm double showed, nigga, and I been paid the cost
I went from a section 8 apartment to a loft
I mean a bigger house
That bitch 3 stories
I been said I'm rockin 7 rings, [?]
[?] got them [?] I gotta roll it
And that bitch 50 K, nigga, it ain't stolen
I bought the bitch from [?]
And boy, it ain't a give me
You lil niggas sit down, and pay attention
Now let me tell you how to run up some fucking digets
Now let me show you how to get all the way to break some bitches
Number 1 rule, don't put your heart in it
[?] it's tinted
[?] Lambo coupe and threw me in it
But I was just a [?] tryna buy me a Bentley
[?]