Sauce Papi -
45
45
Evil Empire it's the label
Evil Empire is the gang
Yeah
Going 80 mph's in a 45 (Bitch)
Tryna make her wet so she can suck me dry
If you really want the truth
I gotta tell some lies
Hope I never see you on the other side
Going 90 mph's in a 45
Tried to hit you up
My phone fucking died
If you wanna hear the truth
I gotta tell some lies
Hope I never see you on the other side
Yeah, Like my liquor brown like my bitch
Sipping melanin
Told my nigga, "Bring the Hellcat
I'm feeling devilish"
I don't know no better
That's 'cause aint nobody better than
You can tell I ball just by my fit
It's like a letterman
Put me in the game coach
I up the score (Let's go)
Make a chicken wing mad
I got that sauce like buffalo
They told me talk was cheap
I bought some gold teeth for the low (For real)
Your hoe
Told me pull up
Now my pedal to the floor
Let's go
Going 80 mph's in a 45
Tryna' make her wet so she can suck me dry
If you really want the truth
I gotta tell some lies
Hope I never see you on the other side
Going 90 mph's in a 45
Tried to hit you up
My phone fucking died
If you wanna hear the truth
I gotta tell some lies (Aye)
Hope I never see you on the other side (I said)
Jungle Juice and chips
What I get from the CVS
Bank account look like a to-do list
All I see is checks
Until it's a billion in this bitch
I do not need to rest
Your chick wanna keep me to herself
It aint no secret
12 tryna catch up
Ripping running through this pavement
Let my clothes talk
Nigga made a fashion statement
Specialize in Crimson Traces
Not leaving traces
On an everyday basis
We bring home the bacon
I stay (Bitch)
Going 80 mph's in a 45
Tryna' make her wet so she can suck me dry
If you really want the truth
I gotta tell some lies
Hope I never see you on the other side
Going 90 mph's in a 45
Tried to hit you up
My phone fucking died
If you wanna hear the truth
I gotta tell some lies
Hope I never see you on the other side
Evil Empre
Laughing all the way to the bank
Evil Empire is the gang
Yeah
Going 80 mph's in a 45 (Bitch)
Tryna make her wet so she can suck me dry
If you really want the truth
I gotta tell some lies
Hope I never see you on the other side
Going 90 mph's in a 45
Tried to hit you up
My phone fucking died
If you wanna hear the truth
I gotta tell some lies
Hope I never see you on the other side
Yeah, Like my liquor brown like my bitch
Sipping melanin
Told my nigga, "Bring the Hellcat
I'm feeling devilish"
I don't know no better
That's 'cause aint nobody better than
You can tell I ball just by my fit
It's like a letterman
Put me in the game coach
I up the score (Let's go)
Make a chicken wing mad
I got that sauce like buffalo
They told me talk was cheap
I bought some gold teeth for the low (For real)
Your hoe
Told me pull up
Now my pedal to the floor
Let's go
Going 80 mph's in a 45
Tryna' make her wet so she can suck me dry
If you really want the truth
I gotta tell some lies
Hope I never see you on the other side
Going 90 mph's in a 45
Tried to hit you up
My phone fucking died
If you wanna hear the truth
I gotta tell some lies (Aye)
Hope I never see you on the other side (I said)
Jungle Juice and chips
What I get from the CVS
Bank account look like a to-do list
All I see is checks
Until it's a billion in this bitch
I do not need to rest
Your chick wanna keep me to herself
It aint no secret
12 tryna catch up
Ripping running through this pavement
Let my clothes talk
Nigga made a fashion statement
Specialize in Crimson Traces
Not leaving traces
On an everyday basis
We bring home the bacon
I stay (Bitch)
Going 80 mph's in a 45
Tryna' make her wet so she can suck me dry
If you really want the truth
I gotta tell some lies
Hope I never see you on the other side
Going 90 mph's in a 45
Tried to hit you up
My phone fucking died
If you wanna hear the truth
I gotta tell some lies
Hope I never see you on the other side
Evil Empre
Laughing all the way to the bank
Credits
Writer(s): Jimmy Deangelo Smith
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