Sauce (feat. Memphis Boyz, Life's Garden 420 & Sir BongsWorth)

P.A. on the beat mane P.A. On The Track f*ck you mean U bettah play that U better play that I got the sauce and the recipe The hammers is always right next me I got the sauce and the recipe Quit hating nigga come and flex with me I got the sauce and the recipe The hammers is always right next to me Look, I got the sauce and the recipe Wavy ass nigga shawty sweating me I got tha sauce and the recipe Careful on how you addressing me We don't do none of tear wrestlin Got any problems I'm stretching it, bah Drippin They call me a fountain I get enough money I'm buying a mountin Say bitch we ain't kissing Don't know where yo mouth been My bitches be boogie They always be frownin F*ck her then dip I ain't being no husband F*ck round n catch me in bed wit yo cousin Don't talk when I'm talking I hate interruptions I say it I meant it it ain't no discussion I ain't take the easy road took the scenic I dont want a hunnit mil I need it Said she was shy she ain't mean it In the bed turn into a demon Diamonds dancing on gold Bout cash that ass is on hold My people solid don't fold I can not go back to that road Pistol close I stay on my toes F*ck these hoes and prey on my foes All this bread I made on my own Can't take no Ls Aint Makin no loans nigga I got the sauce and the recipe The hammers is always right next me I got the sauce and the recipe Quit hating nigga come and flex with me I got the sauce and the recipe The hammers is always right next to me Look, I got the sauce and the recipe Wavy ass nigga shawty sweating me I said, I Pop out Top down Act up, Blakow We Turnt Up (we turnt up) And draped out (and draped out) We spin blocks (we spin blocks) And black out (and black out) Uh We all in Adidas and foreign shit Gas em up when we flooring shit Do no wrong this is flawless shit We roll deeper than a coffin gets Pushing out the pink gummy like a baby tooth Hard white; Soft ins Leaning hard when we turn the coop Fake niggas thinking that we off of it Uh I've been all up in my baggage nigga Dirty, young, and living lavish nigga Flash cannons since they acting nigga Bob the builder with the hammer nigga Coming through with the family They can take a seat, they can't stand me My mood switches like a Cancer I just wave tracks like a dance Uh White beamer with some darker tints Need a bad bitch with a badder bitch Caramel and a chocolate mix With Serenas ass, Elle Varners lips Text ya shawty, she won't answer Tell her drop it lower than my standards All this hating boy, I'm so passed it You can shoot ya shot get no answer Ima get the neck 'fore I switch her Drop a couple grams in my swisher Got some Lohans for the addicts Nigga write the check and I'm at it Top floor like an attic 4 seasons in the Hamptons Drop a couple grams in my swisher Ima get the neck 'fore I switch her I got the sauce and the recipe The hammers is always right next me I got the sauce and the recipe Quit hating nigga come and flex with me I got the sauce and the recipe The hammers is always right next to me Look, I got the sauce and the recipe Wavy ass nigga shawty sweating me Genix