Sitting on top, it's a raid, tryna move on
Get with who you can, swipe the card, get the groove on
Louis, Vvs's got the drip, in the coupe gone
Tryna take yo bitch, 2 days, call it Amazon
Bitch just took a loss
F*ck it up yeah I'm the boss
I put ice around my neck
To make that bitch she want the sauce
If I swipe it i hit debit
All you bitches take my credit
Now she blowing up my phone
Backspace, no edit (No backspace, edit)
Made a couple dollars
Selling shit up down the road
If I ask you how it going
Profit moving hella slow
Never look back on the ones
That made me pray on bitches souls
Freely me but I could die if bitches
Think that I'ma sour
I'm cold as hell I need a heater
Catching cases misdemeanor
My ice wet like Aquafina
Swipe my card like it's a visa
Chase account shit if be flowing
Run the bag and get to going
Don't at me if it ain't bout me
Trust me in the f*cking morning
Smoke good gas in the coupe
Now I'm souring off the real shit
Hit a lick run, f*ck a bitch
Pop a percocet
I don't need no friends
F*ck the gold
Speak the release shit
Got my small circle, now we lit
Off some other shit
If you rock with syn
We that gang
F*ck that fake shit
Pop a perc
Hop that chart
It's bouta rain bitch
I don't see the end of the era
It's a drain bitch
Xanny in the room
Drop, dead
Now he useless
Sitting on top, it's a raid, tryna move on
Get with who you can, swipe the card, get the groove on
Louis, Vvs's got the drip, in the coupe gone
Tryna take yo bitch, 2 days, call it Amazon
Bitch just took a loss
F*ck it up yeah I'm the boss
I put ice around my neck
To make that bitch she want the sauce
If I swipe it i hit debit
All you bitches take my credit
Now she blowing up my phone
Backspace, no edit (No backspace, edit)
Saying that you rich but
You trap up on the WiFi
Now you on my plate
I'm on yo block
Screaming all night
Mile to the mile
I don't switch up
Like the off white
Leave me on read
Like a book
Close it likewise
I'm the realest in the room
How you gon' talk shit about a
Bitch you never new
Why you sayin' that you loyal but
You not, I'm so confused
If you talkin' bout some action
That ain't real, it's time for tools
Love is only real when you 6 feet below
When you lose a family member
To the guns
You didn't know
Never thought it would be you but guess
It's time to hit the road
It's Detroit I'm in the city
Running reds until I'm gone
It's asoniiman, and I ain't playing
Throw the cash some more
If I took yo bitch to my crib
Would you fight fasho
Are you really talking
All that game
All that game you know
Man get you ass out my face
Racks a million though
Sitting on top, it's a raid, tryna move on
Get with who you can, swipe the card, get the groove on
Louis, Vvs's got the drip, in the coupe gone
Tryna take yo bitch, 2 days, call it Amazon
Bitch just took a loss
F*ck it up yeah I'm the boss
I put ice around my neck
To make that bitch she want the sauce
If I swipe it i hit debit
All you bitches take my credit
Now she blowing up my phone
Backspace, no edit (No backspace, edit)
Why they tryna play me like a
Game, that shit bore me
Tryna make this rap shit a game
Call it more heat
Now they tryna beg for some clout
Now they low key
Fake love bitches on my page
Bitch get off me
F*ck it, that bitch horny
F*ck her in the morning (Yeah)
Bitch this is a warning
F*ck it, bitch you bore me
Living my life
It's the best (Got my racks up)
Look back on the days in the trap (How we came up)
Looking at my ways
How they changed (It's a glow up)
The future all it is (Everybody now they know us)
Take back from those days
Learn a lot
Tryna move up
Never looking back to the ones
Made me pray up
Losing all the ways
When I was broke
That I think a lot
Moving past the change
That I've made
Now I'm a rap god
Sitting on top, it's a raid, tryna move on
Get with who you can, swipe the card, get the groove on
Louis, Vvs's got the drip, in the coupe gone
Tryna take yo bitch, 2 days, call it Amazon
Bitch just took a loss
F*ck it up yeah I'm the boss
I put ice around my neck
To make that bitch she want the sauce
If I swipe it i hit debit
All you bitches take my credit
Now she blowing up my phone
Backspace, no edit (No backspace, edit)
Asonii X - Sawce Lyrics
Asonii X - Sawce Lyrics
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Sitting on top, it's a raid, tryna move on
Get with who you can, swipe the card, get the groove on
Louis, Vvs's got the drip, in the coupe gone
Tryna take yo bitch, 2 days, call it Amazon
Bitch just took a loss
F*ck it up yeah I'm the boss
I put ice around my neck
To make that bitch she want the sauce
If I swipe it i hit debit
All you bitches take my credit
Now she blowing up my phone
Backspace, no edit (No backspace, edit)
Made a couple dollars
Selling shit up down the road
If I ask you how it going
Profit moving hella slow
Never look back on the ones
That made me pray on bitches souls
Freely me but I could die if bitches
Think that I'ma sour
I'm cold as hell I need a heater
Catching cases misdemeanor
My ice wet like Aquafina
Swipe my card like it's a visa
Chase account shit if be flowing
Run the bag and get to going
Don't at me if it ain't bout me
Trust me in the f*cking morning
Smoke good gas in the coupe
Now I'm souring off the real shit
Hit a lick run, f*ck a bitch
Pop a percocet
I don't need no friends
F*ck the gold
Speak the release shit
Got my small circle, now we lit
Off some other shit
If you rock with syn
We that gang
F*ck that fake shit
Pop a perc
Hop that chart
It's bouta rain bitch
I don't see the end of the era
It's a drain bitch
Xanny in the room
Drop, dead
Now he useless
Sitting on top, it's a raid, tryna move on
Get with who you can, swipe the card, get the groove on
Louis, Vvs's got the drip, in the coupe gone
Tryna take yo bitch, 2 days, call it Amazon
Bitch just took a loss
F*ck it up yeah I'm the boss
I put ice around my neck
To make that bitch she want the sauce
If I swipe it i hit debit
All you bitches take my credit
Now she blowing up my phone
Backspace, no edit (No backspace, edit)
Saying that you rich but
You trap up on the WiFi
Now you on my plate
I'm on yo block
Screaming all night
Mile to the mile
I don't switch up
Like the off white
Leave me on read
Like a book
Close it likewise
I'm the realest in the room
How you gon' talk shit about a
Bitch you never new
Why you sayin' that you loyal but
You not, I'm so confused
If you talkin' bout some action
That ain't real, it's time for tools
Love is only real when you 6 feet below
When you lose a family member
To the guns
You didn't know
Never thought it would be you but guess
It's time to hit the road
It's Detroit I'm in the city
Running reds until I'm gone
It's asoniiman, and I ain't playing
Throw the cash some more
If I took yo bitch to my crib
Would you fight fasho
Are you really talking
All that game
All that game you know
Man get you ass out my face
Racks a million though
Sitting on top, it's a raid, tryna move on
Get with who you can, swipe the card, get the groove on
Louis, Vvs's got the drip, in the coupe gone
Tryna take yo bitch, 2 days, call it Amazon
Bitch just took a loss
F*ck it up yeah I'm the boss
I put ice around my neck
To make that bitch she want the sauce
If I swipe it i hit debit
All you bitches take my credit
Now she blowing up my phone
Backspace, no edit (No backspace, edit)
Why they tryna play me like a
Game, that shit bore me
Tryna make this rap shit a game
Call it more heat
Now they tryna beg for some clout
Now they low key
Fake love bitches on my page
Bitch get off me
F*ck it, that bitch horny
F*ck her in the morning (Yeah)
Bitch this is a warning
F*ck it, bitch you bore me
Living my life
It's the best (Got my racks up)
Look back on the days in the trap (How we came up)
Looking at my ways
How they changed (It's a glow up)
The future all it is (Everybody now they know us)
Take back from those days
Learn a lot
Tryna move up
Never looking back to the ones
Made me pray up
Losing all the ways
When I was broke
That I think a lot
Moving past the change
That I've made
Now I'm a rap god
Sitting on top, it's a raid, tryna move on
Get with who you can, swipe the card, get the groove on
Louis, Vvs's got the drip, in the coupe gone
Tryna take yo bitch, 2 days, call it Amazon
Bitch just took a loss
F*ck it up yeah I'm the boss
I put ice around my neck
To make that bitch she want the sauce
If I swipe it i hit debit
All you bitches take my credit
Now she blowing up my phone
Backspace, no edit (No backspace, edit)
Get with who you can, swipe the card, get the groove on
Louis, Vvs's got the drip, in the coupe gone
Tryna take yo bitch, 2 days, call it Amazon
Bitch just took a loss
F*ck it up yeah I'm the boss
I put ice around my neck
To make that bitch she want the sauce
If I swipe it i hit debit
All you bitches take my credit
Now she blowing up my phone
Backspace, no edit (No backspace, edit)
Made a couple dollars
Selling shit up down the road
If I ask you how it going
Profit moving hella slow
Never look back on the ones
That made me pray on bitches souls
Freely me but I could die if bitches
Think that I'ma sour
I'm cold as hell I need a heater
Catching cases misdemeanor
My ice wet like Aquafina
Swipe my card like it's a visa
Chase account shit if be flowing
Run the bag and get to going
Don't at me if it ain't bout me
Trust me in the f*cking morning
Smoke good gas in the coupe
Now I'm souring off the real shit
Hit a lick run, f*ck a bitch
Pop a percocet
I don't need no friends
F*ck the gold
Speak the release shit
Got my small circle, now we lit
Off some other shit
If you rock with syn
We that gang
F*ck that fake shit
Pop a perc
Hop that chart
It's bouta rain bitch
I don't see the end of the era
It's a drain bitch
Xanny in the room
Drop, dead
Now he useless
Sitting on top, it's a raid, tryna move on
Get with who you can, swipe the card, get the groove on
Louis, Vvs's got the drip, in the coupe gone
Tryna take yo bitch, 2 days, call it Amazon
Bitch just took a loss
F*ck it up yeah I'm the boss
I put ice around my neck
To make that bitch she want the sauce
If I swipe it i hit debit
All you bitches take my credit
Now she blowing up my phone
Backspace, no edit (No backspace, edit)
Saying that you rich but
You trap up on the WiFi
Now you on my plate
I'm on yo block
Screaming all night
Mile to the mile
I don't switch up
Like the off white
Leave me on read
Like a book
Close it likewise
I'm the realest in the room
How you gon' talk shit about a
Bitch you never new
Why you sayin' that you loyal but
You not, I'm so confused
If you talkin' bout some action
That ain't real, it's time for tools
Love is only real when you 6 feet below
When you lose a family member
To the guns
You didn't know
Never thought it would be you but guess
It's time to hit the road
It's Detroit I'm in the city
Running reds until I'm gone
It's asoniiman, and I ain't playing
Throw the cash some more
If I took yo bitch to my crib
Would you fight fasho
Are you really talking
All that game
All that game you know
Man get you ass out my face
Racks a million though
Sitting on top, it's a raid, tryna move on
Get with who you can, swipe the card, get the groove on
Louis, Vvs's got the drip, in the coupe gone
Tryna take yo bitch, 2 days, call it Amazon
Bitch just took a loss
F*ck it up yeah I'm the boss
I put ice around my neck
To make that bitch she want the sauce
If I swipe it i hit debit
All you bitches take my credit
Now she blowing up my phone
Backspace, no edit (No backspace, edit)
Why they tryna play me like a
Game, that shit bore me
Tryna make this rap shit a game
Call it more heat
Now they tryna beg for some clout
Now they low key
Fake love bitches on my page
Bitch get off me
F*ck it, that bitch horny
F*ck her in the morning (Yeah)
Bitch this is a warning
F*ck it, bitch you bore me
Living my life
It's the best (Got my racks up)
Look back on the days in the trap (How we came up)
Looking at my ways
How they changed (It's a glow up)
The future all it is (Everybody now they know us)
Take back from those days
Learn a lot
Tryna move up
Never looking back to the ones
Made me pray up
Losing all the ways
When I was broke
That I think a lot
Moving past the change
That I've made
Now I'm a rap god
Sitting on top, it's a raid, tryna move on
Get with who you can, swipe the card, get the groove on
Louis, Vvs's got the drip, in the coupe gone
Tryna take yo bitch, 2 days, call it Amazon
Bitch just took a loss
F*ck it up yeah I'm the boss
I put ice around my neck
To make that bitch she want the sauce
If I swipe it i hit debit
All you bitches take my credit
Now she blowing up my phone
Backspace, no edit (No backspace, edit)
Writer: Alexander Kurtti
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid