Za So Loud - Sauce Walka ft. Wizz Havinn

Splash
Splash
Oohwee
Mhm

The 'za so loud (Huh?), bust my eardrum (Dumb)
580 Maybach, this ain't the lil' one (It ain't)
Seen you rockin' Louis, but them ain't the real ones (They fake)
Feds watch my videos, but these ain't real guns
Made by Rich God got me lookin' like it (Rich)
Bitches in the kitchen ain't chefs, but they cookin' like it (Bitch)
Nigga, you ain't just do shit, we done took your Nike (Oohwee)
She'll climb a mountain for this pimpin', have her sister hikin' (Ayy)

I'll catch a ho with a broke hand (Ayy)
Havin' blueprints like a floor plan (Ayy)
Drop a Wock' six in a Coke can (Ayy)
All-black switch, but the Glock tan
She been payin' me, it's obvious, how you can't tell? (Tell)
Got the bitch from you in MCM, now she Chanel (Chanel)
Cop a Lamborghini off a trick, just took an L (An L)
Louis coat in Paris, I ain't Virgil or Pharrell (Oh yeah)

The 'za so loud, bust my eardrum (Oohwee)
580 Maybach, this ain't the lil' one (Shit)
Seen you rockin' Louis, but them ain't the real ones (Drip)
Feds watch my videos, but these ain't real guns (Skrrt)
Made by Rich God got me lookin' like it (Rich)
Bitches in the kitchen ain't chefs, but they cookin' like it (Bitch)
Nigga, you ain't just do shit, we done took your Nike (Oohwee)
She'll climb a mountain for this pimpin', have her sister hikin' (Yeah)

Yeah, different-color money just like Mike and Ikes (Just like Mike and Ikes)
Diamonds throwin' punches at each other like it's fight night
I might fall through and cop somethin' if the price right (If the price right)
35K, all blues, it's a light night (Aw yeah)
Yellow thick bitch from Houston look like Ice Spice (Aw yeah)
In the spot fightin' with that dog, I ain't like Mike (Uh)
Baby girl say that I'm a dog, rrr, bite, bite
Left the studio to catch my lick and came right back (Aw yeah)

The 'za so loud, bust my— bust my eardrum (Dumb)
580 Maybach, this ain't the lil' one (It ain't)
Seen you rockin' Louis, but the r— the real ones (They fake)
Feds watch my videos, these ain't— these ain't real guns
Made by Rich God got me lookin' like it (Rich)
Bitches in the kitchen ain't chefs, but cookin'— cookin' like it (Bitch)
Nigga, you ain't just do shit, we done took your Nike (Oohwee)
She'll climb a mountain for this pimpin', have her sister hik—