Sauce Walka - 7:30 lyrics

[Intro: Sauce Walka] All of my diamonds, they glisten n***a, just go ask your b**h Red bottoms for the kicks No, you're not dripping like this We got them chopsticks I got a .40 that'll hold thirty n***a talking stupid at 6 Have him gone by 7:30 [Hook: Sauce Lean] All of my diamonds, they glisten n***a, just go ask your b**h Red bottoms for the kicks No, you're not dripping like this We got them chopsticks I got a .40 that'll hold thirty n***a talking stupid at 6 Have him gone by 7:30 All of my diamonds, they glisten n***a, just go ask your b**h Red bottoms for the kicks No, you're not dripping like this We got them chopsticks I got a .40 that'll hold thirty n***a talking stupid at 6 Have him gone by 7:30 [Verse 1: Sauce Walka] We got them chopsticks Shells flying like drop kicks Pull a hit and it'll drop six Sprinkle bullets, chop bricks While you was trying to be a top draft pick I was out trying to pop sh** Got the b**h by the outfit And not the part [?] by the house quick Most of my diamonds were clean j**elry I got dirty and clean money I could get a n***a's a** knock out using dirty or the clean money Forty thousand on new choppers, boy, that's watch and ring money I just spent that like nothing just 'cause I gotta go f** [?], n***a duck hunting Reach for my chain, I'ma bust something Reach for my chain, you a dead dummy I was just finna pop your sh**, but lean already bust your head for me How could your b**h get the bread for me? Roll a cookie, pour a red for me n***a trying to put the Feds on me, but they won't put me with the dead homies [Hook: Sauce Lean] All of my diamonds, they glisten n***a, just go ask your b**h Red bottoms for the kicks No, you're not dripping like this We got them chopsticks I got a .40 that'll hold thirty n***a talking stupid at 6 Have him gone by 7:30 All of my diamonds, they glisten n***a, just go ask your b**h Red bottoms for the kicks No, you're not dripping like this We got them chopsticks I got a .40 that'll hold thirty n***a talking stupid at 6 Have him gone by 7:30 [Verse 2: Sauce Walka] Macaroni, chopstick on me I done left a trail of blood on the scene like my shoes had mud on them I done rained .223's in a n***a's hood, let it flood on them I done had beef with three different cliques, still got a dub on them I'm ready for war, n***a So many clips in the living room, you could barely see the floor, n***a Sauce Lean had a b**h do a half a dong say you ain't sleep with her You was hungry, trying to eat, n***a Caught you slipping, you a freak, n***a Spent that one on doors on the Jeep Shooting doors out the street, n***a We ain't worried about who I sided, they be trying to spill up on a homicide Called the p**y, somebody lied, trying to live long, don't mind mine We ain't sweating hoes, we letting hoes, we got big diamonds over [?] toes We ain't pressing no Giuseppe hoes, we put b**hes onto bigger goals [Hook: Sauce Lean] All of my diamonds, they glisten n***a, just go ask your b**h Red bottoms for the kicks No, you're not dripping like this We got them chopsticks I got a .40 that'll hold thirty n***a talking stupid at 6 Have him gone by 7:30 All of my diamonds, they glisten n***a, just go ask your b**h Red bottoms for the kicks No, you're not dripping like this We got them chopsticks I got a .40 that'll hold thirty n***a talking stupid at 6 Have him gone by 7:30