Hot Sauce Lyrics

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I do this for the gang, you know I can't do this without y'all

They want us all in chains and try to label us an outlaw

Gotta keep that glizzy on me, know this shit get hot dog

This forever, I put that on everything like hot sauce

Sometimes shit go left, but that don't make me south paw

Know the feds listenin', I gotta watch how I talk

You the one that's broke, so how that's my fault?

I keep a stick, cause I got paper, I won't let you get yo rocks off

In the back of the double R, how I make it this far

From the back of all the cop cars

They be actin' too fraud, and that's why I cut em' off like a coupon

Once I do it, how I do it, yeah, they gotta love me

Cause I hate to be the one that did it all for nothin

And when they ask how I been, quite frankly, I'm a hunnid

Ain't gotta share my location, you still see how I'm comin

And I'm on the way!

I put that shit on, I get fly like I put on a cape

Now she quick to get down on her knees like I'm her lord and savior

That small talk with that midget money, you short on paper

Your money lower case, ayy!

I swing that stick like I'm at Topgolf

I swing it like I'm playin' hardball

A G baby, so don't act like you made a Teflon

Watch where you goin', I hate the smell when shit get stepped on

Who I'm doin' this for

I do this for the gang, you know I can't do this without y'all

They want us all in chains and try to label us an outlaw

Gotta keep that glizzy on me, know this shit get hot dog

This forever, I put that on everything like hot sauce

Sometimes shit go left, but that don't make me south paw

Know the feds listenin', I gotta watch how I talk

You the one that's broke, so how that's my fault?

I keep a stick, cause I got paper, I won't let you get yo rocks off

In the back of the double R, how I make it this far

From the back of all the cop cars

They be actin' too fraud, and that's why I cut em' off like a coupon

We square business, but ain't nothin' square about the niggas

And I ain't playin' about that money, you know I'ma get it

If you don't got it, please don't think we bout to ball our fist

Unless you bout to hit my palm like it's rock paper scissors

Give you that smoke, you can't even inhale like a cigar

Don't let that go over yo head like umbrellas indoors

You know that's bad luck

And I don't wanna put you down, just get my cash up

You know that they love when I'm around, it's somethin' special

Came from servin hand to hand this what I prayed for

If you poppin', mm-hmm, if you got it, mm-hmm

If you with the gang members, same niggas

And you do this every single day with em

I do this for the gang, you know I can't do this without y'all

They want us all in chains and try to label us an outlaw

Gotta keep that glizzy on me, know this shit get hot dog

This forever, I put that on everything like hot sauce

Sometimes shit go left, but that don't make me south paw

Know the feds listenin', I gotta watch how I talk

You the one that's broke, so how that's my fault?

I keep a stick, cause I got paper, I won't let you get yo rocks off

In the back of the double R, how I make it this far

From the back of all the cop cars

They be actin' too fraud, and that's why I cut em' off like a coupon

A G baby

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