Sauce Topia

Mama told me never trust on a bitch, all that shit that she talkin' bout, she on your bad

Side

I'm just like a crook, but I woke up the bad guy, never just care about these racks in my

Phone, cause my partner no deny, all that shit that my racks in my safe, and my brothers

Might go and decline, I'm catching these chains like a new plane, I got a airplane, I might

Go sweep off the sweet state, uh, all of this shit in my reefa, and my nigga might eat

Him a sweet cake, swishes, it's all of my gut, and my brother might run it, I might

Go and call you a sweet cake, all these bitches, they runnin' on my phone, I might go re off

A bitch like a DJ, uh, if I'm just seeing a bitch, hope I see you by, no licker,

Might catch me a DUI, no Fiona boy, I'm spittin' dragon fire, uh, yeah, I hope that