I Got Sauce Like a Bitch...

[Chorus]:
Pull up wit the guap, been bout mine
Lil bit fried I’m on cloud nine
XL T like it’s 05
Best tell me I got no time
You know I been off of the shits
I got sauce like a bitch
What it cost for the fit
I peel off in the whip
Know they rock wit the kid...
Know they rock with the kid...

I been mixing liquor with the rose
I don’t ever listen to what these hoes say
New hoes got me in my old Ways
They be going broke like no raise
No Phase and the style ain't free
She throwin’ that ass with a mileage fee
She only see me rap, now she wanna be freak
I got goals, no hoes, only fw my queen
Still with the same team, don’t be foolin in the kid
Whole gang want green, like we’re losing a limb
All my tracks hit, Like I’m brusing and shit
Mr. coupe n the crib, in booth ima spit
Like
Gasoline emoji
They be thinking that we homies
Thinking that they own me
I dealin with the old me
Feelin like kenobi
Y’all really owe me one
I’m the only one
From city with the sauce
Y’all been dealin’ with the cost
Y’all been really soundin' off
All the bull shit y’all been talkin
Can’t touch this drip, no faucet
(Holup)

[Chorus]:
Pull up wit the guap, been bout mine
Lil bit fried I’m on cloud nine
XL T like it’s 05
Best tell me I got no time
You know I been off of the shits
I got sauce like a bitch
What it cost for the fit
I peel off in the whip
Know they rock wit the kid...
Know they rock with the kid...

[Verse]:
They don’t wanna hear me on that pop shit
Still at the bottom but I’m praying where the ops sit
Like Where the ops sit?
Way below where I’ve been
I been in the cockpit
Too fly
Bitch I feel like jet blue
Used to move jet fuel
Whatever it net you. bitch I made the difference
Middle man, in the van, goin’ that distance
Stretchin’ rubber bands like fitness
Doubling business .
Marathon shit
Like Barry bond hit
Bitch I’m way beyond it
Gettin better with raps
But they never gonna ask
How fuck he got skill
I been runnin that field
Like offense
Rappers from my city really got no content
Spittin’ out nonsense
Really out whiling
Numbers been piling under me too
Like what did he do
I don't wanna be you
Don’t ever get it confused
I be bringing that fire like arson
I am like Tarzan
Came from the sticks
If I hang with the clique
Might bang hit a lick
But I’m only bout the money know
The aim with this shit
(holup)

[Chorus]:
Pull up wit the guap, been bout mine
Lil bit fried I’m on cloud nine
XL T like it’s 05
Best tell me I got no time
You know I been off of the shits
I got sauce like a bitch
What it cost for the fit
I peel off in the whip
Know they rock wit the kid...
Know they rock with the kid...