Bottom 2 Top lyrics

[Intro: Sauce Walka]
Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wee
Ooh-wee
Drip
You explain me
I'ma go and spill that good sh*t, know what I'm talkin' 'bout, uh

[Chorus: Sauce Walka]
Young n*gga known to pop sh*t, I didn't b*tch, I got sh*t
Big diamonds on my neck hit like kung fu, kickin' drop kicks
Keep some shooters with me every day 'cause I know some n*ggas that done got hit
When them bullets get to flyin', n*gga, they go anywhere, they do not pick
Never thought that I could buy a roll when I used to only want to drop six
Got a lil' partner facin' 10, tryna get him 4, hope they drop 6
Know some n*ggas with fiberglass diamonds, look homie, that is not it
This for the n*ggas that got sh*t, came from the bottom to top sh*t, ooh-wee

[Verse 1: Sauce Walka]
Diamonds lookin' like February, I done made a ho out a secretary
Send a b*tch on a hail mary, for the mustard, ball like Halle Berry
You a rat, boy, Tom and Jerry, so to me, your life ain't necessary
Buy some pints from my young gremlin, shot them n*ggas, send 'em to the cemetery
Slide on 'em and he out of there
Split your top, leave your body there
Don't nobody know who did it
n*gga swear to God illuminati there
Grew up in the house with no AC
Yeah, every day it was hot in there
I had to make it up out of there
Front yard, smokers in the rocking chair
Everybody tryna be the plug
sh*t, I came up to be a socket now
Got my whole city poppin' now
Like it's pimpin', b*tches out of pocket now
We at the top, ain't no stoppin' now
Shots through the window, they watchin' now
Never give all the Yung Joc in there
It ain't my fault 'cause they jacked my style
[Chorus: Sauce Walka]
Young n*gga known to pop sh*t, I didn't b*tch, I got sh*t
Big diamonds on my neck hit like kung fu, kickin' drop kicks
Keep some shooters with me every day 'cause I know some n*ggas that done got hit
When them bullets get to flyin', n*gga, they go anywhere, they do not pick
Never thought that I could buy a roll when I used to only want to drop six
Got a lil' partner facin' 10, tryna get him 4, hope they drop 6
Know some n*ggas with fiberglass diamonds, look homie, that is not it
This for the n*ggas that got sh*t, came from the bottom to top sh*t, ooh-wee

[Verse 2: Sauce Gohan]
Ten thou' out the trap way before I sent a b*tch
Big money on me, baby knowin' that I am a pimp
Hatin' n*gga want to steal the drip
Taught my youngins how to knock a b*tch
Got 'em out the motherf*ckin' trenches
Showed 'em it could be a better livin'
Showed 'em life when a n*gga pimpin'
Cool n*gga, pockets filled with the blue figures
Snow bunny, wanna make a billion
Broke the ho 'cause she love my spilling
Big pimping
Tried to knock me, aim at your fitted
Gohan lightin' up the building
Damn, on my way to another planet
Change a n*gga, I don't gotta panic
I'm with twin and we in a Phantom
Splash time with a lot of hammers
In the Bentley, if you fall, tell her hold the sentence
n*ggas fakin', they can't keep it pimpin', think they simpin'
Old n*gga move out the way
Chopper crop a goofy n*gga's face
[Chorus: Sauce Walka]
Young n*gga known to pop sh*t, I didn't b*tch, I got sh*t
Big diamonds on my neck hit like kung fu, kickin' drop kicks
Keep some shooters with me every day 'cause I know some n*ggas that done got hit
When them bullets get to flyin', n*gga, they go anywhere, they do not pick
Never thought that I could buy a roll when I used to only want to drop six
Got a lil' partner facin' 10, tryna get him 4, hope they drop 6
Know some n*ggas with fiberglass diamonds, look homie, that is not it
This for the n*ggas that got sh*t, came from the bottom to top sh*t, ooh-wee