Loco
I got too much sauce, Bitch call me saucei'
I don't want that bitch if she ain't bossy
I out do yo' new shit with my old flows
They think that I'm crazy, Say I'm loco
I got too much sauce, Bitch call me saucei'
I don't want that bitch if she ain't bossy
I out do yo' new shit with my old flows
They think that I'm crazy, Say I'm loco
They think that I'm crazy, Bitch I can't explain
Why I do these thangs, Why I hit these stains
This shit apart me, Pardon me
I did not send no apologies
None of these niggas as hot as me
They removing my modesty
I just want bands, I just want bands
I just want bank
I just want commas, I just want commas
What the fuck do you thank
They love the way that I be spitting
I'm killing these niggas
These niggas is stuck in a slump
Eddie hit em' with the pump fake
Then I get an one, Aye
They can't even recognize me
Damn sure can't size me
Rolling up, Smoking ivy
Sitting back smoking pressure
Putting pussy on the strecher
Teaching shit like a lecture
Too much damn sauce for these hoes now days
Sitting back chilling while I'm rolling my j
Steady blowing up my fucking line, She nags
Fuck that goofy bitch man it's back to the bag (Get money)
I got too much sauce, Bitch call me saucei'
I don't want that bitch if she ain't bossy
I out do yo' new shit with my old flows
They think that I'm crazy, Say I'm loco
I got too much sauce, Bitch call me saucei'
I don't want that bitch if she ain't bossy
I out do yo' new shit with my old flows
They think that I'm crazy, Say I'm loco
I don't want that bitch if she ain't bossy
I out do yo' new shit with my old flows
They think that I'm crazy, Say I'm loco
I got too much sauce, Bitch call me saucei'
I don't want that bitch if she ain't bossy
I out do yo' new shit with my old flows
They think that I'm crazy, Say I'm loco
They think that I'm crazy, Bitch I can't explain
Why I do these thangs, Why I hit these stains
This shit apart me, Pardon me
I did not send no apologies
None of these niggas as hot as me
They removing my modesty
I just want bands, I just want bands
I just want bank
I just want commas, I just want commas
What the fuck do you thank
They love the way that I be spitting
I'm killing these niggas
These niggas is stuck in a slump
Eddie hit em' with the pump fake
Then I get an one, Aye
They can't even recognize me
Damn sure can't size me
Rolling up, Smoking ivy
Sitting back smoking pressure
Putting pussy on the strecher
Teaching shit like a lecture
Too much damn sauce for these hoes now days
Sitting back chilling while I'm rolling my j
Steady blowing up my fucking line, She nags
Fuck that goofy bitch man it's back to the bag (Get money)
I got too much sauce, Bitch call me saucei'
I don't want that bitch if she ain't bossy
I out do yo' new shit with my old flows
They think that I'm crazy, Say I'm loco
I got too much sauce, Bitch call me saucei'
I don't want that bitch if she ain't bossy
I out do yo' new shit with my old flows
They think that I'm crazy, Say I'm loco
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Writer(s): Edward Turner
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