Woah
Uh huh
Big boss Gucci things
Ecstasy make me sing
Hunnid band thousand rings
Brrrr
Hot Sauce Records, so magnificent
Tell me a nigga better than us
I'm on roxies
I'm on roxies
He's on moxies
I feel cocky
I feel like I'm the boss
Woah
The kid got moxy
The kid got, uh
The kid might just pop it
The kid might, yeah
HotSauce famous celebrity, I love paparazzi
Popstar FM
Last year I was on shrooms you can't with me
But now I'm on molly
If it make my money for me
I race Lambo, Weezy car
I put pain on my middle finger
Just so I can throw it up
Last bitch was bitter
Ew ew, I had to give her up
Step out
I got gators fuck a hater
Told that bitch to hold it stop and get it
I'm a coochie saver
This bitch she's a waiter
I might have to date her
Left something in the AirBNB
I might have to cater
If I'm lying than I'm flying
You can call me Mater
In this house stank
I'm gonna put the pasta all on the stove
I got good pints, if I waste that shit I'mma be blowed
I got good rank, Big HotSauce everybody knows
Walk in the party, get it started
Make these hoes come touch our toes