Sawse - Wishlist

They like with Christmas round the corner
What's on your wishlist yeah
I'm like my dawg just caught him a case
Hope it gets dismissed yeah
I swear it like twelve all over the place
Stay off they hit list yeah
I say a prayer and send it to space
I hope he get this here
Ima get the bag make sure we all straight
I'm like mama we in good hands Like she got Allstate
Shawty wanna kick
Told her we can fuck
Cuz time is money and i ain't got all day
How they shoot us down in broad day
I gotta run it up before he call me
Now i gotta tote a big drac but i ain't Aubrey
I remember being posted up
I ain't going to class im in the hallway
Das no cap
I was runnin round the lobby all day
If you ask the people in my city bout me
He a goat what they all say
But im like here they go cuz they all fake
Bitches full of jokes why do y'all play
Looking for a name swear they all stray
Can't say they real cuz they all ain't
Can't trust nan nigga round you bout a bitch
Cuz they all bae
I'll be damned if i eat everything they put on my plate
Cuz they ain't all flay
Let me be real about it
I'm only fuckin these hoes cuz it's good for my prostate
Dick all in they mouth
They niggas ain't doin nun but throwin phosphate
Keep my head on a swivel
Niggas be playing dirty throwin blocks late
I got it on me
Shoot a nigga
Everyday is kill an opp day
It gotta be Sawse
Cuz butter ain't drippin that's what my pops say
They can whip it up all they want
Still couldn't copy
These hoes hate when you know your worth
So they calling me toxic
I was locked in did a whole lotta work
Now i want my profit
They like with Christmas round the corner
What's on your wishlist yeah
I'm like my dawg just caught him a case
Hope it gets dismissed yeah
I swear it like twelve all over the place
Stay off they hit list yeah
I say a prayer and send it to space
I hope he get this here
Ima get the bag make sure we all straight
I'm like mama we in good hands Like she got Allstate
Shawty wanna kick
Told her we can fuck
Cuz time is money and i ain't got all day
How they shoot us down in broad day
I gotta run it up before he call me
I hate when my phone ring
It's so annoying
I know they don't want anything
It's just gone bore me
They just be disturbin my peace
So i ignore em
They just won't let me be
Keep interrupting my story
On D tryna switch they scheme
Like it's stoppin me from scoring
But im Lebron James
My IQ way to elite yeen knowin what I'm knowin
Twenty-four eight just call me bean
Give me the ball and watch me score
Tip my hat and bow to the crowd
Close my eyes and hear em roar
I can't stop til im sittin on top
Of the dresser like a drawer
I just want the fruit of labor
Tell em give me my award
Im wifi with connects
Pull a cord
Spillin game soakin wet
They don't absorb
I ain't buyin a bitch a damn thang
If she can't afford it
I can't give a bitch my last name
Not even son or daughter
Them commas in my account
The only thing that's coming over
They hate what I'm putting out
Shittin on em
Smell the odor
They like with Christmas round the corner
What's on your wishlist yeah
I'm like my dawg just caught him a case
Hope it gets dismissed yeah
I swear it like twelve all over the place
Stay off they hit list yeah
I say a prayer and send it to space
I hope he get this here
Ima get the bag make sure we all straight
I'm like mama we in good hands Like she got Allstate
Shawty wanna kick
Told her we can fuck
Cuz time is money and i ain't got all day
How they shoot us down in broad day
I gotta run it up before he call me

Written by:
Dezmon Billings lea

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