Rightful Disciple - Hot Sauce Lyrics

All I'm eating is hot sauce
All I'm eating is hot sauce
All I'm eating is hot sauce
Deleting a bitch just to pop off
All I'm eating is hot sauce
All I'm eating is hot sauce
All I'm eating is hot sauce
Deleting a bitch just to pop off

She take a seat in the whip
Just for the drop off
She's crazy! I'm leaving, that's it
Ending with a cop call
But if I skeet n quit
She gone be really pissed
And smash me with a bottle
So I best step up on the throttle
The reasons just make me sick
I'm smokin' up every spliff
It's eating up benjies quick
She even f*cked my vato
I'm getting sucked up sip
Under my wings I got this chick
Praying one day she don't dip
Give her a tongue full of tobasco
But that's love
It's tough luck
When you're f*cked up off her black hole
My luck struck
I just ducked
Under her lasso
The tundra's mad dope
Cuz the stress is mad low
Cuffin all the bad hoes
Lovin life in a castle
Right in the middle of battle
My mind is like cattle
Slaughter the patho
Logical liar
Cuz he's the logical liar
The voice in my head
His job is processing fire
I guess writer's block is the times when he's possibly fired
Not sure if the texts from the ex end in the best of sex
Or having the ex give head and me forgetting the rest
Cuz when she approached the bar, bench was next to dead
Everyone left except her, dressed in red
I told her to f*ck off

All I'm eating is hot sauce
All I'm eating is hot sauce
All I'm eating is hot sauce
Deleting a bitch just to pop off
All I'm eating is hot sauce
All I'm eating is hot sauce
All I'm eating is hot sauce
Deleting a bitch just to pop off

I jumped for the exit
And bought a new Lexus
Hauled my ass to Memphis
Cuz her ass was getting way too protective
I hate you the next chick
Will suffer cuz yo ass made me this way bitch
Insane the way shit
Makes you quake in
Your boots I need doctor
But beware dude don't knee drop her
My heater makes me 3 parts Shhri-racha
The tree chopper
From Sri Lanka
My love! I need ganja
My nugs are deed droppers
Cuz once you light it up you'll see Martian
And reach often for imagin-ary goblins
I guess the topic
Is that I'm a docile being
While sleeping
But if I find you creeping
You'll catch a wild beating
From a
Fire breathing
Liar eating
Vile heathen
Don't try and reason
This is the final feeding
And I'm hungry
Munching up the guap
100k a rock
Never with the benzy rental
Bumpin to Barack
Cuz the only paper I chase is presidential
Suck upon my cock
Lovin on my knob
She dropping to her knees
Hands intertwined like I'm god
All she wanted was D
Loving me was a facade
Funny seeing you at my job
Cuz now I got too much sauce
I'm hot

All I'm eating is hot sauce
All I'm eating is hot sauce
All I'm eating is hot sauce
Deleting a bitch just to pop off
All I'm eating is hot sauce
All I'm eating is hot sauce
All I'm eating is hot sauce
Deleting a bitch just to pop off