Big Baller B, Lil Mosquito Disease, Yung Schmoobin - Bitch I Got the Sauce lyrics
[Big Baller B, Lil Mosquito Disease, Yung Schmoobin - Bitch I Got the Sauce lyrics]
Coughing yo, it's sore throat Big Baller B
Back again with another banger, man
Bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost
Bitch, excuse me but uh, it seems like you
Trying to get extra sauce
Sir, you need to get lost
B got the sauce and we ain't gonna give it up
B on a yacht, he gonna live it up
B with your girl, she gonna give me what
I'mma make her wet, she gonna tell me what
Bitch I'm the sauce master
She was the boss master
Taking all your girls like
A motherfucking pokemaster
Fuck on your bitch, she getting naughty
Ga, ga, ga, bitch I'm in the product
She was like "Oh damn it homie
Why you big baller" i said "my big baller
Dollars stacking the ceiling"
She didn't even holler
What the hell you even looking for
You dumb bitch bitch, I'm on sight and you
Ain't right about it
Bitch, I doubt every single word you saying
Bitch, I'm talking in this shit
You know my shit gone crazy
Talk dumb, dumb, dumb to me
Dumb, dumb, dumb to me
Watch out this AK spray (bum, bum, bum)
Bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost
Ay, ay bitch, you know I got the sauce
Gonna make this pit to mosh
Got the Gucci on my belt (yeah)
All this ice that you can't melt (Ice Ice)
Pulling up with the tec (gang)
Gonna shoot you in the neck (gang)
Getting hoes like I'm Sheck
YouTube money, counting checks (ayy)
Crip for life, better run for your life
I do this shit, this my life
Lil Meerkat get the sprite
Big Baller B, Lil Mosquito Disease (yeah)
Shout out to the motherfucking Flex Gang team
(Flex Gang Team)
You know I'm really about this life (yeah)
Talk shit, you get hit by the nine (no Royce)
Free Bobby, free Taco, free 55
I get whatever I want, shit you can't buy
Lil Mosquito Disease
He be sipping lean all day (lean, lean)
Everyone knows I'm the next Kanye
Big fat checks in my nose motherfucker
(in my nose)
Everyone knows that I am, ay ay, ay
Flex so hard (yeah) i ball so hard (ayy)
Everyone I know, I send you to mars
Hit you with the tank
With my bank, ay (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She ride my dick like a bike (ride that dick)
Codeine and some sprite (codeine)
Shout out to the homie, he be not lonely
Bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost
Yeah, I get the sauce
B yeah, I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
You can go and get lost, yeah
Yung Schmoobin, and I'm saucing like a ladle
And you know I got your girl
Bent over on the table
Your girl telling me to sauce it up
So I do, do the two, she time it up
Fill up the cup, yeah
Yeah, I got the flex, got the drip
Got the sauce
If you ain't messing with me and Baller B
It's your loss
Yeah, I got the sauce dripping with pants
With the pattern like confetti
And the coat like a yeti
This one's for the folks that be dead inside
Mini golf champion, you got no drive plug
(OH) yeah, you just another out boy
You're looking around boy
Looking for some clout boy
You ain't get it from me or the Big Baller B
From the 343 so you know I'm the G
Yo, Yung Schmoobin
You wanna hop on my mixtape?
It's gonna be pretty fire man
Yo, I got serious bars man
You should definitely do a collab with me
You should definitely hit me up man
Yo, I got the kids on my D
Wanted me to do a verse
But I say that it hurts, yeah it hurts
Yeah, I got too much sauce for these kids
And the sauce don't equate
Because they got none
Bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost
Back again with another banger, man
Bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost
Bitch, excuse me but uh, it seems like you
Trying to get extra sauce
Sir, you need to get lost
B got the sauce and we ain't gonna give it up
B on a yacht, he gonna live it up
B with your girl, she gonna give me what
I'mma make her wet, she gonna tell me what
Bitch I'm the sauce master
She was the boss master
Taking all your girls like
A motherfucking pokemaster
Fuck on your bitch, she getting naughty
Ga, ga, ga, bitch I'm in the product
She was like "Oh damn it homie
Why you big baller" i said "my big baller
Dollars stacking the ceiling"
She didn't even holler
What the hell you even looking for
You dumb bitch bitch, I'm on sight and you
Ain't right about it
Bitch, I doubt every single word you saying
Bitch, I'm talking in this shit
You know my shit gone crazy
Talk dumb, dumb, dumb to me
Dumb, dumb, dumb to me
Watch out this AK spray (bum, bum, bum)
Bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost
Ay, ay bitch, you know I got the sauce
Gonna make this pit to mosh
Got the Gucci on my belt (yeah)
All this ice that you can't melt (Ice Ice)
Pulling up with the tec (gang)
Gonna shoot you in the neck (gang)
Getting hoes like I'm Sheck
YouTube money, counting checks (ayy)
Crip for life, better run for your life
I do this shit, this my life
Lil Meerkat get the sprite
Big Baller B, Lil Mosquito Disease (yeah)
Shout out to the motherfucking Flex Gang team
(Flex Gang Team)
You know I'm really about this life (yeah)
Talk shit, you get hit by the nine (no Royce)
Free Bobby, free Taco, free 55
I get whatever I want, shit you can't buy
Lil Mosquito Disease
He be sipping lean all day (lean, lean)
Everyone knows I'm the next Kanye
Big fat checks in my nose motherfucker
(in my nose)
Everyone knows that I am, ay ay, ay
Flex so hard (yeah) i ball so hard (ayy)
Everyone I know, I send you to mars
Hit you with the tank
With my bank, ay (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She ride my dick like a bike (ride that dick)
Codeine and some sprite (codeine)
Shout out to the homie, he be not lonely
Bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost
Yeah, I get the sauce
B yeah, I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
You can go and get lost, yeah
Yung Schmoobin, and I'm saucing like a ladle
And you know I got your girl
Bent over on the table
Your girl telling me to sauce it up
So I do, do the two, she time it up
Fill up the cup, yeah
Yeah, I got the flex, got the drip
Got the sauce
If you ain't messing with me and Baller B
It's your loss
Yeah, I got the sauce dripping with pants
With the pattern like confetti
And the coat like a yeti
This one's for the folks that be dead inside
Mini golf champion, you got no drive plug
(OH) yeah, you just another out boy
You're looking around boy
Looking for some clout boy
You ain't get it from me or the Big Baller B
From the 343 so you know I'm the G
Yo, Yung Schmoobin
You wanna hop on my mixtape?
It's gonna be pretty fire man
Yo, I got serious bars man
You should definitely do a collab with me
You should definitely hit me up man
Yo, I got the kids on my D
Wanted me to do a verse
But I say that it hurts, yeah it hurts
Yeah, I got too much sauce for these kids
And the sauce don't equate
Because they got none
Bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost bitch, I got the sauce
Bitch, you know I got the sauce
If you ain't got the sauce
Then you better get lost
Big Baller B, no games we have to toss
Talking shit on the internet
You gonna get lost