Hot Sauce

[Intro]
DJ Chose
P Crisco

[Chorus]
Do it with no hands, ayy, I'ma throw these bands (Ayy)
Hop out drop-top (Drop-top), she gon’ leave her mans (Ayy)
Put him in a casket, this drip gon' make him fall (Gon' make him fall)
We balling, no basket, my whole team gonna ball (Team gonna ball)
I be drippin’ like hot sauce, had to take the top off
All this polo on me, I be playin' lacrosse
Haters looking dusty every time I come around (Come around)
If they can't stand me, I'm sitting them down (I'm sitting them down)

[Post-Chorus]
So many melodies (DJ Chose, PCrisco)
I'm worth so much, screamin' free Melly
I got the recipe, now they want my jelly
They say I'm up now, they keep on testing me

[Verse]
Hit the woah (Woah), yeah, you got to go (Go)
You said you want smoke, .223 came with that scope, yeah
Slime will wipe your nose
Foreign coupe with a space ship, merry-go-round
You said you want smoke with the gang, we goin’ wild
She a dirty thot, yeah, what you talkin’ 'bout?
I said, "Woah, baby, yeah, you better chill out"
Shawty like, "Bad"
Words so profane, somethin’ like, "Bad"
Girl, want your love, call me when you can

[Chorus]
Do it with no hands, ayy, I'ma throw these bands (Ayy)
Hop out drop-top (Drop-top), she gon' leave her mans (Ayy)
Put him in a casket, this drip gon' make him fall (Gon’ make him fall)
We balling, no basket, my whole team gonna ball (Team gonna ball)
I be drippin' like hot sauce, had to take the top off
All this polo on me, I be playin' lacrosse
Haters looking dusty every time I come around (Come around)
If they can't stand me, I'm sitting them down (I'm sitting them down)
Do it with no hands, ayy, I'ma throw these bands (Ayy)
Hop out drop-top (Drop-top), she gon' leave her mans (Ayy)
Put him in a casket, this drip gon' make him fall (Gon' make him fall)
We balling, no basket, my whole team gonna ball (Team gonna ball)
I be drippin' like hot sauce, had to take the top off
All this polo on me, I be playin' lacrosse
Haters looking dusty every time I come around (Come around)
If they can't stand me, I'm sitting them down (I'm sitting them down)

[Post-Chorus]
So many melodies
I'm worth so much, screamin' free Melly
I got the recipe, now they want my jelly
They say I'm up now, they keep on testing me