Lost in my sauce, call the Ambalamb, yo-ho, want me just like Uncle Sam, flowin like the nile

A crime scene investigator photographed and dusted for prints on the lid of the garbage can and the window pane and ledge

Dodson says he's never seen the perp before, but sends this warning to whoever is responsible

You don't have to come and confess that you did it. We're looking for you. We, we gon' find you. I'm lettin' you know now

Why you hit my phone? I won't answer that shit. You were nowhere to be found when I was down in that ditch

Had to get it on my own, i done climed out the sticks. Yeah, you ridin' with a stick, but I'm ridin' with your bitch

And she shift on my stick, pussy boy, you ain't shit. Hold up, wait, let me spit my shit

Pull up on your block, beyblade out the whip. Straight from Japan, get clipped like Eclipse

They sleeping on my other shit, so I made this. Love it or hate it, I make you respect it

Came in like a brick, I'm undetected. Your grandma know, I'm the usual suspect

Yuh, Netflix, Hulu, you other rappers boo-boo. We got mail run it back like Blue's Clues

I don't need no views, I play my own shit, screw you boy you stay lackin, cause that's what you choose dude.

Walk with a limp in your Honda put a dent. I'm a motherfuckin' pimp, you a little fuckin shrimp

Yo, girl, blow me like a blimp. Boy, your pockets always spent

Why you always talking shit till I hit you with my fist

Ayy, gotta get it from my mama cause hoe I'm heavin' sent. Trippin' off the lucy, better watch where you steppin pimp

Or get lit like a LED, no Zeppelin. Lemon pepper steppin' on your neck, I'm in my element

Lord have mercy, someone call the reverend. Spend a check, it bounce right back like a rubber band

Runnin' up my money, goin' dummy like a runnin' man. Black on black, I'd rather you not understand

Lost in my sauce, call the ambalamb. Yo-ho want me just like Uncle Sam

Flowin' like the Nile, put these rappers in a pile like Afghanistan

Boy you in denial, thought I'd sit for a while, try and understand

Why you a bitch? It make no sense. You could be here, but now you past tense

When you gonna get it? I been countin' up these digits. The way I been livin' been different, suspicious

Walk with a limp in your Honda put a dent. I'm a motherfuckin' pimp, you a little fuckin' shrimp

Yo, girl blow me like a blimp. Boy, your pockets always spent

Why you always talking shit till I hit you with my fist

You are so dumb. You are really dumb, for real. So you can run and tell that, homeboy