Yeat - Hot Sauce lyrics

(Hahaha, Clibbo you're crazy for this one)
They say Clibbo run that back
They say DC2 on savage mode
They can't handle that (Let's go)
I got racks on top of racks
Mix my Riff up with the Raf
I got different kinds of swag
But I know they wish they had (yeah, woo)
I wanted the Percs
So I hit the plug "Where you are?"
(Where you are?)
I was just in LA and I crashed the whip
So I want a new different car (Skrr)
Yeah, had to stay down, stay true to myself
I knew that I'd make it far (O oh)
They not living like this, they
Living like Larry, hold up, that's a bar
(O oh)
And I got pissed off, no more Perc (O oh)
Got a new pissed off bitch, gon' squirt
(Let's go)
Said got a new wrist watch, shit don't work
(O oh) stand on my bag, my money, my vert
Brand new drop top, this shit lurk (Phew)
They sippin' like hot sauce, this shit hurt
(O oh)
Pour up some tris with some wock like Perc
I don't got to think, not to think 'bout it
This Rolls-Royce is a big whip big body
(Skrr) yeah I get high to forget
I don't think 'bout it
No it's not serious, but then she
Really wanna buy her a ring
And I dip on her

And I'm sorry I swear, bitch
I do what I want, i don't care
'bout these pills, don't give a fuck 'bout it
And they told me I'm goin' too crazy
So I sat back and went held back on 'em
(Woah) this my longest year, I don't
Know how I'm really alive
That's my only fear (My only fear)
Yeah, she love my Fear of God jeans
I told her racks come here (Over here)
I mix the Number (N) ine up with the Miyake
I told her the bags in here
You really went fell off
I told you this yo' last year

Me and Clibbo, we in savage mode
I play off the echo with my savages
My X and O's (Oh, oh)
Just called up my bro, count on the phone
I told him where we on
Private planes, I told 'em pass
Me lean and oxy, where we goin?
Savage mode (Savage mode)
Why these people call me when
She call my phone
Girl you know I'm stalling yeah
You know that I been in my zone
Yeat done scored on tris, he
Just went out bad
He went and called up the police (Why?)
I don't have no home, I fly around
Don't have no lease (Phew, phew)
Had to get Amiri jeans to
Fit me all the cheese
I'm the latest greatest artist
All these bitches begging please (Why)
I just made this song 10 minutes
Yeah I do this shit with ease

And I told 'em all my bags in (Woah)
So much Oxy in my body, you on the bad end
We been high for so many weeks
I think I'm on the bed bed
She say I'm a madman, so
Please don't hit my phone
I told you right? I'm on the deep end
(Let's go, Wait, hold up then)

They say Clibbo run that back
They say DC2 on savage mode
They can't handle that (Let's go)
I got racks on top of racks
Mix my Riff up with the Raf (Raf)
I got different kinds of swag, but
I know they wish they had, yeah
I wanted the Percs
So I hit the plug "Where you are?"
I was just in LA and I crashed the whip
So I want a new different car (Skrr)
Yeah, had to stay down, stay true to myself
I knew that I'd make it far (O oh)
They not living like this, they
Living like Larry, hold up, that's a bar
(O oh)
And I got pissed off, no more Perc (O oh)
Got a new pissed off bitch, gon' squirt
(Let's go)
Said got a new wrist watch, shit don't work
(O oh) stand on my bag, my money, my vert
Brand new drop top, this shit lurk (Phew)
They sippin' like hot sauce, this shit hurt
Pour up some tris with some wock like Perc
I don't got to think, not to think 'bout it
This Rolls-Royce is a big whip big body
(Skrr) yeah I get high to forget
I don't think 'bout it
No it's not serious, but then she
Really wanna buy her a ring
And I dip on her