Drip, Sauce (feat. Kj Balla)

Young Kairo
 These niggas talking through hashtags and
 be flexing, bitches know where the cash at
 We rolling up with a pack, God, I get money, KJ told me to stack that
 We came from nothing what you mad at?
 I don't pay attention where all the tags at
 If I want it, man, I grab that, off the music I be making that bag bag
 Different bottles when you see us,
 we pull up on niggas, and we got the spot turnt
 I had to focus on music and give up the
 scamming 'cause of all of the spots burnt
 I walk in the spot,
 nothing but bad bitches, see my chain and my watch first
 Niggas comparing us to these other
 rappers, we gon' see who gon' pop first
 I got the drip, sauce
 We ain't playin', get you hit off (Sauce)
 You see what this drip cost
 Fifty bands got my wrist frost (It's all froze)
 I ain't playing with nobody, it's war
 If you moving hot on the tour (Movin' too hot)
 My diamonds they shining, they flodge
 I know that it's pissin' them off
 I came up from nothing, that's PSA
 I can't get all this money through TSA
 If he run up, that's a DOA
 Gwuapo told me get money and lead the way
 Yeah I got the drip, sauce
 Diamonds on me and they pissed off
 Yeah I got the drip, sauce
 Hop in the coupe and I dip off, skrrt
 K Balla still stuntin
 Off and up in different Porsches
 You should know he got that
 Wes Balla be cookin', saucin'
 But just still be cautious
 'Cause he won't give hearts back
 I'ma fuck up the game and Maybachs
 No sympathy, you gotta take that
 They looking hard where my chains at
 Dare a nigga try to take that (Yeah)
 These niggas talking through hashtags and
 be flexing, bitches know where the cash at
 We rolling up with a pack, God, I get money, KJ told me to stack that
 We came from nothing what you mad at?
 I don't pay attention where all the tags at
 If I want it, man, I grab that, off the music I be making that bag bag
 Different bottles when you see us,
 we pull up on niggas, and we got the spot turnt
 I had to focus on music and give up the
 scamming 'cause of all of the spots burnt
 I walk in the spot,
 nothing but bad bitches, see my chain and my watch first
 Niggas comparing us to these other
 rappers, we gon' see who gon' pop first
 I got the drip, sauce
 We ain't playin', get you hit off (Sauce)
 You see what this drip cost
 Fifty bands got my wrist frost (It's all froze)
 I ain't playing with nobody, it's war
 If you moving hot on the tour (Movin' too hot)
 My diamonds they shining, they flodge
 I know that it's pissin' them off