Sauce

We ain't even been talkin' for a minute yet

And I already got you elevated

You don't know if I'm a saint or a sinner yet

But you already singin' Ella praises

If we're out for the night and you're by my side, don't get emotional

'Cause **** gon' slide with you in my ride, so I'd rather let you know

Even though I'm good without you, I'm fucking with you regardless

And if that's gon' hurt you, least you can say is I'm honest

Good things don't always get to you the way that you want it

I'm good without you but I'm fucking with you regardless

So tell me if it gets too much, tell me if you bit too much

Boy, act right

'Cause it's cool if there's too much sauce in the food for ya

Sorry that you can't keep up, you're lookin' like you bit too much

Boy, act right

'Cause it's cool, there's just too much sauce in the food for ya

Too much sauce

I got too much sauce, sauce

Sauce

Don't I still pull up when you need it

I gotta know you can deal with it (Stop)

Readin' through the lines, boy, you showin' (Stop)

Playin' with your mind, 'bout to blow it

It take a strong man, strong shoulders

You gotta level up if you want this (Stop)

Chewin' with your mouth wide open like you can't see

Even though I'm good without you, I'm fucking with you regardless

And if that's gon' hurt you, least you can say is I'm honest

Good things don't always get to you the way that you want it

I'm good without you but I'm fucking with you regardless

So tell me if it gets too much, tell me if you bit too much

Boy, act right

'Cause it's cool if there's too much sauce in the food for ya

(Too much)

Sorry that you can't keep up, you're lookin' like you bit too much

Boy, act right

'Cause it's cool, there's just too much sauce in the food for ya

Too much sauce

Know what to do with it, you don't know what to do with it

I got too much sauce

Know what to do with it, you don't know what to do with it

Can't hang, can't hang with a boss

Know what to do with it, you don't know what to do with it

I got too much sauce

Know what to do with it, you don't know what to do with it

Too much sauce

(Right, right, right, yeah, right, damn right)

I got too much sauce

(Right, right, right, yeah, right, damn right)

Can't hang, can't hang with a boss

(Right, right, right, yeah, right, damn right)

I got too much sauce

(Right, right, right, yeah, right, damn right)

L, lust

Four letters like love, but less precious

More like electric veins running fast that frenzy my heart

Make me crave and act restless

So infectious