Neighborhood Letra - Sauce Walka ft. Lil Jairmy

On the couch

Know it's heavy when I pour, fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce, yeah

Heavy when I pour, I fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce (Fred On Em, yeah, uh)

Nigga, choppers on the door, by the door and on the couch (Uh)

I got choppers on the floor, I watch the door, sittin' on the couch

Know it's heavy when I pour, I fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce

With so many foreigns in my driveway, know my neighbors losin' count

Would've been a millionaire without the rap, my neighborhood can vouch

We so crazy with these flavors, nigga, it ain't no runnin' out

I save these pieces, I don't trade 'em, I keep new shit comin' out

Keep .223s for all these traitors, ain't no info leakin' out

At round tables with these labels, ain't 'bout millions, then I'm out, uh

I fuck 'round, hit her 'fore I bounce, jump right in and get right out

These niggas get jammed up and they talk, got me switchin' up my route

Just poured a pint up, me and Wock', ain't even much posted no drank for clout

What I just fucked up in a month same shit these niggas be signin' 'bout

Spent two-fifty on a wristwatch, I'm the ones the feds watch

I fuck these hoes and pill pop, my Backwoods strong like Hancock

I sell my dope on any block, I fuck that ho and I wear it out

My diamonds, they dance, they Milly Rock, whole million in diamonds, I wear it out

My diamonds be jiggin', but my jeweler not Louisiana

Wasted plenty millions mixin' A&W and Fanta

Cocaine bunnies, I ain't have to use the Arm & Hammer

Had to spray that— on the mail, lil' bro in the slammer

How many niggas did the shit that I did? (Ayy)

How many niggas did the shit that I did? (Ayy)

Started with them lil' racks, and then it got big

How many niggas did the shit that I did?

Posted in Miami with iguanas

Baddies in the swimming pool, they just got up out my sauna

Me and Jairmy pourin' Wockhardt in the East, we doin' numbers

Swangin' up the Ship Channel, ten cars, twenty thumpers

Corporate street nigga, buy a mansion off of credit

Five houses in my name, it ain't shit for me to sell it

We got blocks, no cocaine, just some pints of purple jelly

Throw lil' mama on her belly, then I sauce up her spaghetti, she ain't ready

I got choppers on the floor, I watch the door, sittin' on the couch

Know it's heavy when I pour, I fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce

With so many foreigns in my driveway, know my neighbors losin' count

Would've been a millionaire without the rap, my neighborhood can vouch

We so crazy with these flavors, nigga, it ain't no runnin' out

I save these pieces, I don't trade 'em, I keep new shit comin' out

Keep .223s for all these traitors, ain't no info leakin' out

At round tables with these labels, ain't 'bout millions, then I'm out, uh

I got choppers on the floor, I watch the door, sittin'— couch— couch

Know it's heavy when I pour, I fuck 'round, roll a half an ounce

With so many foreigns in my driveway, know my neighbors losin' count

Would've been a millionaire without the rap, my neighborhood can vouch

Crazy— crazy— flavors— flavors, nigga, it ain't no runnin' out

I save these pieces, I don't trade 'em, I keep new shit comin' out

Keep— 3s for all— 3s for all these traitors, ain't no info leakin' out

At— tables— tables— labels— labels, ain't 'bout millions, then I'm out, uh