Spillin & Kickin (feat. Sosamann)

Sauce, Sauce, Sauce (So you think you have the Greatest Kung-Fu) DJ Vogue, Woah (I know your master) Sauce Gotti (Let me show you who is the one) Ohwee, GMB Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor (I'm Dripin') Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor (I'm Dripin') Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor Like Kung-Fu, Like Kung-fu Sauce Kung-Fu, Red Bottom Shoes Them Giuseppe's New, Michel Jordan too Red Bottom Full, I'm Saucy Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor (I'm Dripin') Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor (I'm Dripin') Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor Like Kung-Fu, Like Kung-Fu Sauce Kung-Fu, Red Bottom Shoes Them Giuseppe's New, Michael Jordan too Margiela, Fool Spillin' & Kickin' that flavor, I'm Eddie Gordo Pimping & sending the bitches I just got payed off a torso I want them matching Margielas Give a fuck what they go for I want that Su-Wu Bugatti And a handgun that shoots arrows Bitches think I'm Rambo Never run out of ammo My Bitches Ferragamo Sandals Swear I'm hotter than a candle I'm on fire, I'm raising the roof Pimping bitches out the coupe Kickin' flavor like I'm cool Hadouken, Ryu All my bitches drip in two, That's True No Lie, Call Me Sauce Leroy Now the bitch choosing me She got tired of a D-Boy Balenciaga's on my feet Drink dripping off my sweet Ferragamo on my heat Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring I'm Saucy! Ohh, what it do? I'm Kickin, Giuseppe, my shoes My bitch Red Bottom, her Boots I'm counting up lew New 100's, they blue This flavor I'm kickin', It's in me These niggas they hate and they envy I'm sipping on lean, not Henny Your Bitch on my team, and we winning I'm cooling, and counting my Benjies I came from the Bottom I Just want my team at the top Young nigga, I'm straight off the block For haters, keep Glocks Ain't running from shit but some cops They chase me, took all of my rocks Fuck 12, my lil brother they shot Kickin' Shit with a bitch Say, I'm Tryna get rich I ain't here but to call it a guap I'm counting money, I stay stunting On a broke nigga that ain't got nothing Cause I'm a young nigga that ain't had shit And, had to grind up to get a little something I stay hustling, I stay pumping From Sunday, To Sunday Cooking onions, counting Funyuns Eating good while these niggas looking hungary