Sauce -

I be getting more racks than a barbecue

I am out here traveling, more than Harden do

So much ice, call the crib Fortress Of Solitude

Your girl in the DMs, telling me to rendezvous

I could take that bitch from you like I’m Bowser

Way I’m dripping in the Gucci, I might drown her

Send her ass back home to take a shower

I’m making plays, you motherfuckers just announcers

On the sidelines, while I’m out here balling like a MVP

Catch me flexing out in LA or Miami every week

You going see me wearing shit that you ain’t never seen

Made my fortune flipping kilos of amphetamines

Way I’m stretching bands, should get a gold medal

On my own level, I ain’t got no rentals

Giuseppe sitting on the Veneno pedals

Got your girl here like a dog, no kennel

I take that new Balenciaga, make sauce

Dripping like somebody left the drain on

I got more hits than Jeter playing baseball

Bank account too tall, they couldn’t see me, Ray Charles

They couldn’t get a fraction, what the chain cost

I ain’t taking no vacation or no days off

Sorry, I was on your girl face like some AVON

So much hate up in they heart, better pray for them

Bed is like a graveyard, different bitches every night

Always on they radar, how I get more head than lice

Know my trademark, dripping more than any Sprite

My whip looking like the Starship Enterprise

Walk into the club, these bitches perk up like a snake

I might take you home but we ain’t going on no date

Adding to my plate, let a hustler concentrate

Drip too hard, doctor said to watch my water weight

Come in with the sauce, they know my credentials

Got your girl down on her knees, like a temple

All about the green, I guess I’m environmental

If getting money was a sin, I’m the devil