Sauce (feat. 57 Ski)

Fresh off the plane Move on to auto drive Feel like Melo live 05 NBA he's on fire Watch me get a couple mill just to retire Skipping through the lane Going Waka in the paint Got damn Jack ya stank Blowing dank ain't no bammer Can't touch me MC Hammer Danger bitch why you got wire hangers Flexing on the gram and shit Goofies ain't aloud Blowing on that Oscar proud Bitch I'm black and proud Try me squad going Malice on ya palace Threw a chair then hit the crowd This dope got me hyped up Don't smoke to my shit if what you blowing ain't stuff Thumbs or better most dope with the rolling game Off the tes watch her disappear wit no hands Thinking she can get a cut from advice on these bands Just shut up and make ya ass dance Still in my duffel bitch it's endless Fishing everyday new bait got the lines come'n quick Print the label out for shipment Postal service dick she love the pony express Fucked and said her home girl got next Bitches screaming sock it to me Max pain Larry June lyric rocket on me Detonating bombs tryna get the metro boomin My son dwills going stoopid Took a 1.5 to get this outta me Now watch the playa hater Try n copy strategies We let em bite real ones don't believe in hype Any smoke make sure it's on sight don't bring no gun to a fist fight That's what pussies do sweet feet make them boys move On defense Hop off the sticks this a hit Remix coming wit luh Jetski bitch shit