Sauce Lil Walka

[Intro]
(Lil' Mike, lil' Mike)
(Turn me up)

[Verse]
I got Sauce lil' Walka
But I ain't walkin' cause I'm black truck, big blunt, with a lean cup
Young nigga eat good, I done got a lean gut
And this bitch gon' suck me good 'til I can't feel my knees, yeah
I'm rollin' off that Percocet, so I can't feel my face, no
I'm worry 'bout cake ho, you worry about these hoes
She said she a libra, just get on yo knees, ho
I'm in the A today, might be in the H tomorrow
Yeah that's Houston by the way, I'm in NYC for the day
Might go overseas tomorrow, with fine shyt, me &
[?], I'm swaggin', I'm so swag
I feel like I'm Sosa, only I'm Wilt Chamberlain
I'm tryna spend a hunnid on my chain, call it Chamberlain
Roll that dice, yeah, I'm gamblin'
I roll a seven, or eleven, on the first hit
Shootin' with lil' Mike, you gon' get yo whole bankroll hit
You fuck with RMO, you gon' get yo whole lil' team hit
Keep sum nice demure shit, but she eat a mean dick
And I said I'm the best, bitch, yeah, I fuckin' mean it