Saucin’

[Chorus]
Bitch I'm saucin'
She wanna tell me that I'm rude, that's how a boss is
I'ma cop it I don't care 'bout what the cost is
Don't be complaining 'cause you're free to get up off this
You get replaced quick, 'cause I'ma boss

[Verse 1]
She playin' bad, with a fake bag, and a spray tan
I know the type baby, flexin on us, we don't take that
Just keep it tight baby, you ain't dealing with a wasteman
I'm glo'd up, got my dough up, with the same mans

All this money on me, didn't come from nothing
Pocket change, all these big bands, got a dozen of em
I'm a baker, whipping cake up, cashing out the oven
You a faker, sipping Robitussin

High tech if we pouring mud in
We don't ever gotta ask for nothin'
Niggas knowing who the fuckin' plug is
Pound bags how the peng come in

Yo bitch here she gettin' high with us
Say she wanna come and fly with us
Think she really feel the vibe with us
Why these niggas looking mad at us

[Chorus]
Bitch I'm saucin'
She wanna tell me that I'm rude, that's how a boss is
I'ma cop it I don't care 'bout what the cost is
Don't be complaining 'cause you're free to get up off this
You get replaced quick, 'cause I'ma boss

[Verse 2]
She love it, love it, saucy dripping, I need me a bucket
Shirt tucked in, suited up like I'm a boss so they know that I run it
Gang coming, squad rolling too deep, beware of the flooding
First cousins, brothers and real niggas, all of them who my blood is

See me, I don't be dealing with run-ins, I be the quickest to done it
Niggas mad think I'm stunting, I swear you barely seen nothing
Hating cause we living good, they wanna see the kid struggling
Push, start, with a button, rolling Prezi I've been Trumping

CP, pass and assist on a bucket, I ain't too worried 'bout scoring
That means the family first, personal shit coming second
F-A Double M man, that's the label of record
Family, family, family, that's where all my love is

Grinding, solo, nobody knows, all of the shit in my mind
I gotta go, go, I gotta go, straight, to the front of the line
Tired of watching, all of these weak rappers, it's a waste of my time
Don't need your 2 cents, all of my shit a 1000, and you barely get dimes

[Bridge]
Chain way I'm in love with the dope
Purple everything I'm twisting a port
Cup full of Henny sippin' wit coke
Lost in the sauce

[Chorus]
Bitch I'm saucin'
She wanna tell me that I'm rude, that's how a boss is
I'ma cop it I don't care 'bout what the cost is
Don't be complaining 'cause you're free to get up off this
You get replaced quick, 'cause I'ma boss