SZECHUAN SAUCE Lyrics

Okay lets set it off I'm hall of fame like Randy Moss

Like my women sweet and sour dip em' in szechuan sauce

100 on that, I tell her come over she feening to rub on my tats

She got it like that, Cam hit a cam girl I'm running victory laps

White widow zip in the bag rolling up sticky webs

Many men want me to fail something like what 50 said

A lot of my friends is dead

I'm carrying mans that's dead

A lot of blue hundreds, hundreds

Make sure that my family fed

Put me on the aux (Bitch I'm the aux)

Riding with a thot (Riding with a thottie)

I just dropped the top (Top, top)

Pressure my spot (Smoke in the air)

I got a lot, big body tank in the parking lot

And they talking 'bout white I know knock it off

I quit poppin' the pills but I'm popping' off (Hey)

I'm good with a pen so don't write me off

Your man got no dick call him Microsoft

Won't go 9 for 10 I ain't slightly off (Hey)

I was keeping my weed in a planter pot

Bitch I'm the bank call me baccarat

Shit I'm the shit but y'all talk a lot (Hey)

Okay lets set it off I'm hall of fame like Randy Moss

Like my women sweet and sour dip em' in szechuan sauce

100 on that, I tell her come over she feening to rub on my tats

She got it like that, Cam hit a cam girl I'm running victory laps

White widow zip in the bag rolling up sticky webs

Many men want me to fail something like what 50 said

A lot of my friends is dead

I'm carrying mans that's dead

A lot of blue hundreds, hundreds

Make sure that my family fed

Bitch, why you sleep

And then follow my page you a fucking creep

Must be fucked in the head you on PCP

Tryna watch all my moves like a DVD

Ill as fuck don't tell the CDC

Put Prada on my head with balanci jeans

I need money and Marni all over me

She let me eat her like groceries (Hey)

I'm good with a pen so don't write me off

Your man got no dick call him Microsoft

Won't go 9 for 10 I ain't slightly off (Hey)

I was keeping my weed in a planter pot

Bitch I'm the bank call me baccarat

Shit I'm the shit but y'all talk a lot (Hey)

Okay lets set it off I'm hall of fame like Randy Moss

Like my women sweet and sour dip em' in szechuan sauce

100 on that, I tell her come over she feening to rub on my tats

She got it like that, Cam hit a cam girl I'm running victory laps

White widow zip in the bag rolling up sticky webs

Many men want me to fail something like what 50 said

A lot of my friends is dead

I'm carrying mans that's dead

A lot of blue hundreds, hundreds

Make sure that my family fed