Sauce

[Chorus]

I came to pass the blunt around (Blunt around)

I fuck around (I fuck around)

But y'all already knew that shit (Yeah)

And I run the whole game, untamed

Bringin' bags to the bank (Uh)

Yeah I really do that shit

And I'm rollin' with the top–back (Top–back)

Run that track (Yeah)

With a bad little bitch with a butt that's fat (Woo)

And a pocket full of Adderall

I'm just here to have a ball

After all I got the sauce that y'all lack

[Verse 1]

Got the sauce like Heinz

Off in time, seat up in my cars

Reclined, I'm off, so don't fall behind

Check lost and found, I think I really lost my mind

Call my bluff? Shit, y'all can't even call my line (Naaa)

My inbox always filled like my bottle of pills

Thank God for modern medicinе my doctor refills

However you feel, if you gеt to steppin' for real

I'll pull up with my dogs and coupe, Cruella DeVille's

With the syllables I be villainous, brain limitless

Never follow rules, I rule the school syllabus

Undergrounds the land of which I am indigenous

And I grew up in a few methods of photosynthesis

Puttin' down roots in the game that go deeply

Carve out my own lane and flow freely

For W-E-B-B-Y believe me

Killin' this shit is so easy

[Chorus]

I came to pass the blunt around (Blunt around)

I fuck around (I fuck around)

But y'all already knew that shit (Yeah)

And I run the whole game, untamed

Bringin' bags to the bank (Uh)

Yeah I really do that shit

And I'm rollin' with the top–back (Top–back)

Run that track (Yeah)

With a bad little bitch with a butt that's fat (Woo)

And a pocket full of Adderall

I'm just here to have a ball

After all I got the sauce that y'all lack

[Verse 2]

I got the sauce like Motts

Jaws'll drop when I spit it

Written her off the top, like a balding spot

I'm scalding hot

Jackass Johnny Knoxville, still the real deal

I karate chop you with the force in a major way (Yeah)

That just be my day to day (Yeah)

Pull up in the UFO (Yeah)

Shoot you with the laser ray

Little bit of powder on the counter that's a fade away

Cuttin' lines like a Peaky Blinder with the razor blade

Gotta make a way, I play the whole keeps

Ridin' dirty in the Range and duckin' the police

Got a cold steez while I run these dope beats (Yeah)

Get my record spins like it got drunk and smoked weed

Yeah they know it's Webby with the rollin' paper double wide (Yeah)

Wrappin' up like I been learnin' how to mummify

So I wonder why they still askin' who the fuck am I?

Here, let me summarize

[Chorus]

I came to pass the blunt around (Blunt around)

I fuck around (I fuck around)

But y'all already knew that shit (Yeah)

And I run the whole game, untamed

Bringin' bags to the bank (Uh)

Yeah I really do that shit

And I'm rollin' with the top–back (Top–back)

Run that track (Yeah)

With a bad little bitch with a butt that's fat (Woo)

And a pocket full of Adderall

I'm just here to have a ball

After all I got the sauce that y'all lack