Sauce (Sped Up Version)

Ugh Duval, get it, get it Yeah, Illy Get it Hold it down Hold it down Hold it down like a weighted blanket Don't make it a big deal Titanic, just sink it, whooo! Hold it down Hold it down, hold it down, hold it down I could go on, whooo! I could go on I could go on, such a life-like koan Got my feet back, throw the toe on Company line, never towed on Not the type to get told on Except by haters tryna make a goal on And I wonder why? I wonder why? Because I got so much sauce When I'm riding St. John's So much sauce When I'm riding San Juan So much sauce I could fill the St. Johns! So much sauce Ain't quite sold on, been so long Birth of a salesmen nation, I could go on All they do is sell this nation, bro, go on Still tryna sell this nation as the chosen No mas! Bro, pulled over no cause Might need to mull over all these old laws Change quite a few, throw 'em out like old draws Catch a lob by the claw, grab the tail, eat it all Bro, I'm bout to go off when I'm riding St. John's cause I got so much sauce So much sauce So much sauce, yeah So much sauce, when I'm drivin' St. John's So much sauce, when I'm ridin' San Juan So much sauce, I could fill the St. John's so much sauce, I could fill the St. John's So much sauce I could, I could, I could fill the St. John's