Outpack (feat. Trippie Redd) - Sauce Walka/Trippie Redd.mp3

[00:00.482] If you want sauce from Frost, it's gon' cost (Haha)
[00:04.122] Drip, Big 14 know what the **** goin' on, yeah
[00:07.902] Gang (Haha), gang
[00:09.727]
[00:13.902] We want all the smoke, bitch, we love that
[00:16.487] Right above my belt where the drum at
[00:19.191] This is not the place to act dumb at
[00:21.433] Hollow tips sprayin', where yo son at?
[00:23.815] Baby mama reachin', where the crumbs at?
[00:26.223] We want all the smoke, bitch, we love that
[00:29.076] Posted in the trenches where he done at
[00:31.400] Where you better keep a damn gun at
[00:33.904] We want all the smoke, where your lungs at? (TLC)
[00:39.662] Woo
[00:40.424]
[00:40.792] Tables, ladders, chairs
[00:41.877] Tables, ladders, chairs
[00:43.466] She want tender, love and care, but I don't even care
[00:46.837] Told that lil' bitch, "Woo!", like I'm Ric Flair
[00:50.134] We keep choppas by the pairs, shoot out anywhere (Bah)
[00:53.661] Hermè-Hermè-Hermè, like I'm Triple H
[00:56.825] Know to do the damn dash on the interstate
[01:00.391] My bitch super bad, she don't need a K
[01:03.522] With the murder team, choppa bullets to your face (Murder, murder)
[01:06.936] With the murder team, choppa bullets to your face (Yeah, murder, murder)
[01:10.150] With the murder team (Yeah), choppa bullets to your face (Bang, murder, murder)
[01:13.506] With the murder team, choppa bullets to your face (Yeah, murder, murder)
[01:16.908] With the murder team, choppa bullets to your face (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
[01:20.051]
[01:20.733] We want all the smoke (Smoke), bitch, we love that
[01:23.256] Right above my belt where the drum at (Yeah, yeah)
[01:25.692] This is not the place to act dumb at (Dumb at)
[01:28.088] Hollow tips sprayin', where yo son at?
[01:30.541] Baby mama reachin', where the crumbs at?
[01:33.021] We want all the smoke, bitch, we love that
[01:35.635] Posted in the trenches where he done at
[01:38.072] Where you better keep a damn gun at
[01:40.660] We want all the smoke, where your lungs at? (Yeah, TLC)
[01:45.444] Ooh-wee, Ooh-wee
[01:46.535]
[01:47.465] Me and all my bloods, test my DNA, blood will match
[01:50.738] Send my shoots, they blood you back, they send you flood attack (Mhm)
[01:53.685] Told that bitch, "He was in a Wraith", but he was in a Lamb'
[01:57.083] He just threw stars in the roof, and he died in that same whip
[01:59.330] Now he [?]
[02:00.250]We the type of niggas to pull and take your life, boy, we ain't [?] nothin' till you card of Jack