I got the sauce

I get to the bag

Im back on my fly shit

They jacking the swag

And you'n want no smoke

You a bitch and a half

They popping that shit

I'm popping a tag

From the streets boy

Got the glow I'm bruce leroy

Catch ya shots with my teeth boy

Going hard up in Decoy

Oxtail in my wontons when I fine dine

This is don juan

Shorty shaking them pom poms

Dembow when it's grind time

**** weak with that sneak diss but I don't play around a **** rhyme rhyme

Eating rapper **** nom nom

St Germaine up in Chandon, uh

They jockin him when I be clocking in **** i'm back on my job

You see him it's not morgan freeman but you in the presence of God

I got the sauce

I get to the bag

Im back on my fly shit

They jacking the swag

And you'n want no smoke

You a bitch and a half

They popping that shit

Im popping a tag

Bag getter, swag ****, get that percy miller

Yah, bout it

Say you Trill but I doubt it

Hit the block and rerouted

Called that audible and got out it

Yah, dilly dilly

Brick city move the rock like a milly, really

Uh, SMD fuck boi be tryna test my G

But them shooters move like a looper hit a **** c'est la vie

We getting it **** is lit and it got **** riding the wave

We killing it while we be stealing it **** I'm digging ya grave uh

I got the sauce

I get to the bag

Im back on my fly shit

They jacking the swag

And you'n want no smoke

You a bitch and a half

They popping that shit

I'm popping a tag