f*ck Tha b*tch lyrics

[Hook]
f*ck the b*tch, f*ck the b*tch. f*ck the b*tch
f*ck the b*tch, f*ck the b*tch, f*ck the b*tch
If she ain't making me no money
Then f*ck the b*tch (f*ck the b*tch)
If she ain't making me no hundreds
Then f*ck the b*tch

[Verse 1: Sauce Walka: Sauce Twinz]
I know the sauce all on me, but the sauce costing' me
So b*tch why you all on me, if you ain't part of me?
I'm taking these jerseys, these lost cause they calling' me
This b*tch thank she know me
This b*tch, cause she follow me
She see all the glamour, she see all the glisten
We rolling up switches. and riding in Benzs
She liking' my pictures. she see [Offset?] with me
But b*tch is ya with me
Or b*tch is you plotting on me tryna get me?
I don't trust you b*tches (I don't)
No, no, no way
All my young n*ggas pimping
Like Payday Rose
I need all my money. b*tch I need dollars
If the b*tch ain't paying me then she holla
I need gualla, Sauce!!!