New Sauce

New sauce, new sauce Real love, true cause My skin, pure cloth Had to shrug the germs off Had to write the terms off I ain't like the terms on it Tell them if they want my soul Then they gon' have to work for it New sauce, new sauce Real love, true cause My skin, pure cloth Had to shrug the germs off Had to write the terms off I ain't like the terms on it Tell them if they want my soul Then they gon' have to work for it Swagger a hundred, I'm bagging your baddie She sayin' she want it Her buns need a patty, She's actually hungry Said her name is Maddie She's madly in love with me Nasty and lusting I'm busting these nuts like pistachios Battery back in my back, in the type of bag Make all the sassy ones carry Prota. On her knees like she gone marry Prota. Having this dough got me braggadocious Complexion glowing I'm glad you noticed Told you that most of these rappers bogus We really got passion you have to know us Came up, that's all me Stayed true, that's all me Babe Ruth out the park swing Making beauty with this art thing Tar Heel I was really in the mud. How you real you ain't spilling any blood Raw feel, that guitar steel Only small bills when we enter in the club Naw forreal this a hard field They ain't really living up Selling out for a large deal It's a large deal when you're living like a slut Competition large meals, ate the whole thing And it still isn't enough Probably because you're fast food barely any substance It just isn't filling up Hit the exterminator Had to hurt a hater, and I'm still killing bugs Never cared about who hit it first Cause it hurts enough if I did hit it once. New sauce, new sauce Real love, true cause My skin, pure cloth Had to shrug the germs off Had to write the terms off I ain't like the terms on it Tell them if they want my soul Then they gone have to work for it New sauce, new sauce Real love, true cause My skin, pure cloth Had to shrug the germs off Had to write the terms off I ain't like the terms on it Tell them if they want my soul Then they gone have to work for it Living easy that's a hard thing Living kingly that's a boss thing Staying busy that's a job thing Plates at Denny's now we eat like kings Make it pretty when I wind up Smack 'em silly tryna slide me shade Gorilla built but I'm lion made This the beginning you guys, behave Learned how to win now I like the game Hurt I was in I would write in pain Heard I was in now they cry in shame I just wanted somebody to play with I just wanted somebody to blow cakes with Hit the road, take trips, motorboat fake tits Talking how to get these numbers to Drake hits Too many people be snakish I swear to God I'm so sick of the fake shit Bangin' on cars I be feeling like Blake Griff But we gone get to the chip some MJ shit Crazy d*ck got her walking different Like she needed to replace a hip Know me for my waist grip Know me how it tasted Really rose up Catch me in the Skybox Yeah I be way up in the air Like up high a lot I'm Wembanyama 'bout to Block your whole entire shot City taking over if you Hold the 919 or not They ain't give it to me on my terms I said goodbye a lot Now they asking for it I'ma need an even higher pot My enemies on suicidal watch Reminded I was not as wise They wish they could rewind the clock You need your diaper washed Wipe your eyes, Girl your first mistake is living out your life surprised I said I would like the prize Big risk but I liked the odds I am odd. Food for thought that's what I provide.