Sauce Walka - Where My Soda? Lyrics

(Chamberlain, he's got it)
Soo

Broke niggas never make sense
Leather Prada gloves, mercenary, make hits
Lose in real life tryna drop a fake diss
Justin Timberlake, rock your body, Qua' six
Where my soda at? Where my soda at?
She know I'm a dog, so she showin' Doja Cat
Where my soda at? Where my soda at?
All we got is Quagen, gotta keep Wockesha snatched
Where my soda at?

Can't drink Casamigos with you, bae
But I got some liquor in my house, come and stay
We just hit some plays in the last couple days
Where my soda at? 'Cause it's time to pour a trey
Bust an A&W cream soda
F*ckin' on this bad bitch and she a club promoter
Don't do nothin' average, still that nigga when I'm sober
Extra scene, Brad Pitt, I got Jolie in the Rover

Extra scene, Brad Pitt but I shot three movies with a Cobra
Tss, I put this shit on my shoulder
I'm f*ckin' this ho, but her auntie a club promoter, where is my soda?
Bitches gettin' bolder and bolder (what else?)
These niggas gettin' broker and broker
I just bought an eight, where is my soda? Where is my soda?
Big-boy AP, I'm Hulk like Hogan
Can't nobody in the street vouch for dude, he bogus
He ain't shit but cap, he ain't got no one extorted
All this cheese I spent, I could've bought the ho mortgage (woo)
I take the ho Bora Bora
I smell it, Sauce take the ho to Florida
Sell it, pussy, he sweet as Morgan
I tag the ho like the shit in the store
Her feelings, where the soda at? Let's pour it
I drank too much, I sip when I get bored
I'm glad my mama didn't abort me
I'm a rich timer, bitch, like Tory (Lanez)
Sellin' pussy, now she gorgeous
Look like she know what she doin'
I'm back with the killers and robbers
They showin' me love, I just got done tourin'
Uh, where my soda at? (Let's pour up)
Where my soda at? (Nigga, pour me up)
Uh, where my soda at? (Let's pour up)
Uh, where my soda at?
Name one bitch, you order a party pack
Reach for my chain, get hit in the hat
Now all my fans hollerin' out, "Free Fatt"
Anytime you disrespect, you get wet (frrt)
Been here, I ain't hollerin', "I'm back"
You ain't never heard the switch tat-tat
I'm in the back of a 200K Maybach
I got real IG models givin' me neck (hoo)
You ain't never seen nothin' flat (what else?)
Never saw shit get whacked (what else?)
Never seen an all-white pack
You ain't never seen your mama sister do crack (my auntie)
Uh, where my soda at?
Where my soda at? Where my soda at?

Broke niggas never make sense
Leather Prada gloves, mercenary, make hits
Lose in real life tryna drop a fake diss
Justin Timberlake, rock your body, Qua' six
Where my soda at? Where my soda at?
She know I'm a dog, so she showin' Doja Cat
Where my soda at? Where my soda at?
All we got is Quagen, gotta keep Wockesha snatched
Where my soda at?

Drop a four of Quagen in a cream
Flew out to Jamaica, got her livin' out her dreams
Drop a bag, buy a couple pints, she on the team
Michael Jackson, Billie Jean, sippin' on that lean
Drop a deuce of Kisha, skip a deuce of Trish
Drop a deuce of Quagen, you drink Par, let it mix
Drop a deuce of green if you strugglin' in the bricks
This for all my drankers worldwide, take a sip

Broke- broke niggas never make sense
Leather Prada gloves, mercenary, hits- hits
Lose in real life tryna drop a fake diss
Justin- Justin Timberlake, rock your body, Qua' six
Where my- at?- at? Where my soda at?
She know- she know I'm a dog, so she showin' Doja Cat
Where my- at?- at? Where my soda at?
All we got is Quagen, gotta keep Wockesha snatched
Where my soda at?
Mm-hmm
Soda- soda at
Ooh-wee
Where my soda-
Splash
Where my soda at?
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm
Splash