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Hot Sauce (feat. Lil Tjay)
YNW BSlime
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DJ Chose & PCrisco Do it with no hands, imma throw these bands Hop out drop top, she gon leave her mans Put em in a casket, this drip gon make him fall We balling no basket, my whole team gonna ball I be drippin' like hot sauce, had to take the top off All this polo on me, I be playin' lacrosse Haters looking dusty every time I come around If they can't stand me, I'm sitting them down So many melodies, I'm worth so much, screamin' free Melly I got the recipe, now they want my jelly They say I'm up now, they keep on testing me Hit the woah, yeah you got to go You said you want smoke, 223 came with that scope (Yeah) Sniper wipe your nose Foreign coupe with a space ship, merry-go-round You said you want smoke, with the gang we come around She a dirty thot, yeah what you talkin' bout? I said woah baby, yeah you better chill out Shawty, heard you bad... word? So profane Somethin' like a bad, girl want your love Call me when you can Do it with no hands, imma throw these bands Hop out drop top, she gon leave her mans Put em in a casket, this drip gon make him fall We balling no basket, my whole team gonna ball I be drippin' like hot sauce, had to take the top off All this polo on me, I be playin' lacrosse Haters looking dusty every time I come around If they can't stand me, I'm sitting them down Imma shut them down, y'all thots can't hand around Your boyfriend, he a goofy, don't you worry he a clown Me and BSlime in the town, don't you act up play around Because I got me some killers, that won't bear to make a sound Diamonds on me, see me flexin', haters wanna see me stressin' I ain't worry about nobody, I just wish them kids the best Know these bitches be impressed, cause they like the way I dress If you think that I ain't with it, then just try and beat my chest Bitch i'm drippin’ on this TEC, so I tend to worry less And we still screamin' free Melly, but lil bro for sure a flex I‘m been chasing after checks, just the youngin' from the X I know niggas really flexin', they don't wanna see me flex, no Do it with no hands, imma throw these bands Hop out drop top, she gon leave her mans Put em in a casket, this drip gon make him fall We balling no basket, my whole team gonna ball I be drippin' like hot sauce, had to take the top off All this polo on me, I be playin' lacrosse Haters looking dusty every time I come around If they can't stand me, I'm sitting them down So many melodies, I'm worth so much, screamin' free Melly I got the recipe, now they want my jelly They say I'm up now, they keep on testing me
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