Hop out, get off
Quick to peel off
We don't do no f*cking flagging nigga I'm gone stand off
Hit a stage big boy bottles nigga, with them bands out
Came through with that beam f*ck niggas had done ran out
Hit that block with that pack, nigga I get my shit off
Hold up, slide with a fye get a nigga gone, I put that shit on Cball
Nigga, I cross that pussy ass nigga up just like hot sauce, give me the ball
Aye and I keep that blicka for niggas say they want smoke, that's on my momma
I'm in that mode had to switch the flow
These f*ck niggas broke they flat, broke as f*ck thats all I know
Quick to pop out windows but we love to swing them doors
All my niggas T-T-G, you know they trained to go
All my niggas T-T-G nigga I put that on C
You walk down, face shot, nigga I put his ass on the news on BET
Niggas ain't on that shit I'm on
Kush that shit, be my cologne
Walk down, face shot, get a nigga gone
Aye quick to get him touched
I would get you blessed quick if you run up
We got dirty sticks, better get your guns up
Hop out with that blick, better have your funds up
We got dirty sticks, but these money clean
What the f*ck, these niggas talking bout? what the f*ck you mean?
Hop out in all black in that motherf*cking limousine
Jump out in a monkey suit and hit a nigga with a beam
Hop out in all black, I will get you whacked
Quick to hop up off that bike with that f*cking mac
KeeboiiK im bout that sack and I don't do no lacking
If I hang out with this stick, bitch you know I'm blagging
Cball, first I fell in love with money, fell in love with trapping
Im so GBG I get back gang, bitch, I'm gone make it happen
Buddies keep on banging my lil phone, you gots to love the addicts
Bro them on that line, they sent a blitz, woulda thought we playing Madden
Hop out, get off
Quick to peel off
We don't do no f*cking flagging nigga I'm gone stand off
Hit a stage big boy bottles nigga, with them bands out
Came through with that beam f*ck niggas had done ran out
Hit that block with that pack, nigga I get my shit off
Hold up, slide with a fye get a nigga gone, I put that shit on Cball
Nigga, I cross that pussy ass nigga up just like hot sauce, give me the ball
Aye and I keep that blicka for niggas say they want smoke, that's on my momma
Lil mavo - Hot Sauce Lyrics
Lil mavo - Hot Sauce Lyrics
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Hop out, get off
Quick to peel off
We don't do no f*cking flagging nigga I'm gone stand off
Hit a stage big boy bottles nigga, with them bands out
Came through with that beam f*ck niggas had done ran out
Hit that block with that pack, nigga I get my shit off
Hold up, slide with a fye get a nigga gone, I put that shit on Cball
Nigga, I cross that pussy ass nigga up just like hot sauce, give me the ball
Aye and I keep that blicka for niggas say they want smoke, that's on my momma
I'm in that mode had to switch the flow
These f*ck niggas broke they flat, broke as f*ck thats all I know
Quick to pop out windows but we love to swing them doors
All my niggas T-T-G, you know they trained to go
All my niggas T-T-G nigga I put that on C
You walk down, face shot, nigga I put his ass on the news on BET
Niggas ain't on that shit I'm on
Kush that shit, be my cologne
Walk down, face shot, get a nigga gone
Aye quick to get him touched
I would get you blessed quick if you run up
We got dirty sticks, better get your guns up
Hop out with that blick, better have your funds up
We got dirty sticks, but these money clean
What the f*ck, these niggas talking bout? what the f*ck you mean?
Hop out in all black in that motherf*cking limousine
Jump out in a monkey suit and hit a nigga with a beam
Hop out in all black, I will get you whacked
Quick to hop up off that bike with that f*cking mac
KeeboiiK im bout that sack and I don't do no lacking
If I hang out with this stick, bitch you know I'm blagging
Cball, first I fell in love with money, fell in love with trapping
Im so GBG I get back gang, bitch, I'm gone make it happen
Buddies keep on banging my lil phone, you gots to love the addicts
Bro them on that line, they sent a blitz, woulda thought we playing Madden
Hop out, get off
Quick to peel off
We don't do no f*cking flagging nigga I'm gone stand off
Hit a stage big boy bottles nigga, with them bands out
Came through with that beam f*ck niggas had done ran out
Hit that block with that pack, nigga I get my shit off
Hold up, slide with a fye get a nigga gone, I put that shit on Cball
Nigga, I cross that pussy ass nigga up just like hot sauce, give me the ball
Aye and I keep that blicka for niggas say they want smoke, that's on my momma
Quick to peel off
We don't do no f*cking flagging nigga I'm gone stand off
Hit a stage big boy bottles nigga, with them bands out
Came through with that beam f*ck niggas had done ran out
Hit that block with that pack, nigga I get my shit off
Hold up, slide with a fye get a nigga gone, I put that shit on Cball
Nigga, I cross that pussy ass nigga up just like hot sauce, give me the ball
Aye and I keep that blicka for niggas say they want smoke, that's on my momma
I'm in that mode had to switch the flow
These f*ck niggas broke they flat, broke as f*ck thats all I know
Quick to pop out windows but we love to swing them doors
All my niggas T-T-G, you know they trained to go
All my niggas T-T-G nigga I put that on C
You walk down, face shot, nigga I put his ass on the news on BET
Niggas ain't on that shit I'm on
Kush that shit, be my cologne
Walk down, face shot, get a nigga gone
Aye quick to get him touched
I would get you blessed quick if you run up
We got dirty sticks, better get your guns up
Hop out with that blick, better have your funds up
We got dirty sticks, but these money clean
What the f*ck, these niggas talking bout? what the f*ck you mean?
Hop out in all black in that motherf*cking limousine
Jump out in a monkey suit and hit a nigga with a beam
Hop out in all black, I will get you whacked
Quick to hop up off that bike with that f*cking mac
KeeboiiK im bout that sack and I don't do no lacking
If I hang out with this stick, bitch you know I'm blagging
Cball, first I fell in love with money, fell in love with trapping
Im so GBG I get back gang, bitch, I'm gone make it happen
Buddies keep on banging my lil phone, you gots to love the addicts
Bro them on that line, they sent a blitz, woulda thought we playing Madden
Hop out, get off
Quick to peel off
We don't do no f*cking flagging nigga I'm gone stand off
Hit a stage big boy bottles nigga, with them bands out
Came through with that beam f*ck niggas had done ran out
Hit that block with that pack, nigga I get my shit off
Hold up, slide with a fye get a nigga gone, I put that shit on Cball
Nigga, I cross that pussy ass nigga up just like hot sauce, give me the ball
Aye and I keep that blicka for niggas say they want smoke, that's on my momma
Writer: Roderick Miller jr, Keon Charles
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid