Sauce (feat. Jun)

Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Hmm
Yeah yeah yeah
Hmm
Ayo
No no

Know I got the recipe
Yeah I got the sauce
Niggas envy me
Cause they bitches get lost
When we in the stu
Cooking up this soft
Name another nigga
Out here this hard

Hmm my God
On the moon I walk
Good afternoon let's walk
Baby come through
Baby come through
You should switch your mood out
I could changes your views
Let's talk
Leave your attitude in the car
Could fix your attitude
In the dark
Ayo
Pick up the pace though
I know you want a taste
Rather make you a plate though
Baby come my way
I been waiting all day long
Know you can't stay long
Ooo
Ayo
Been cooking up this stew
Ya'll niggas souped
Last summer man
I think I saw Judas
Last supper man
You sitting with Jun
That's dumb shit

Know I got the recipe
Yeah I got the sauce
Niggas envy me
Cause they bitches get lost
When we in the stu
Cooking up this soft
Name another nigga
Out here this hard

I don't feel fear
Cause you can't compare
To this marinara
I specialize in different type of bread
Just like Panera
Never play dough
Cause what I been pitching
Jose Canseco
White over the stove
Call it Alfredo
Now the pans and pots is floury
We was on the block hourly
Bitches think I'm Mike Lowry
I been seasoned like Lawry's
Mister known to fuck
On a sister's sister
Like the Mowrys
My sauce is on
And Roger that
They ain't sending Roger home
Out for that feta
With extra cheddar
That better green
Keep one eye open
Just like Fetty
For fettacine
Whipping it in that water
Make it turn the hard softer
We don't coil when it boil
We ready for all that steam
I go hard for my team
Like Martin Luther did his dream
Off the top of the bean
With Bees
He reign supreme
And you know Sesame's forever the recipe
So just knock it off
Now I got ya' lost
In this pot of sauce
Yeah

Know I got the recipe
Yeah I got the sauce
Niggas envy me
Cause they bitches get lost
When we in the stu
Cooking up this soft
Name another nigga
Out here this hard