Lost in the Sauce* lyrics

by

Smoove’L


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[Pre-Chorus]
Margiela, it came out the roof
Margiela, it came out the roof
Margiela, it came out the roof
Margiela, it came out the roof
Margiela, it came out the roof
Yeah, squad, squad (BNYX)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay

[Chorus]
And I get this money, I'm feelin' great (What?)
These n*ggas two-faced, they fake, yeah (They what?)
I'm gettin' that bag and I'm skippin' states (States)
He don't want no smoke, he laced (Laced)
Lil' n*gga, he don't want no smoke, better pray (Pray)
Cartier frames, I just got a new face (New face)
New Off-White, I can flex the shoelace (Shoelace)

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, lil' n*gga, he know that he doomed (He doomed)
You walk in and they in the room (Hello)
Lil' baby, you seein' me soon (Bye)
Took an L and I don't like to lose (At all)
These n*ggas, they watch how I move (Yeah)
These n*ggas, they watchin' my sauce (Yeah)
You hop in the sauce, you get lost (Yeah)
Drippin', don't ask how much this sh*t cost (Yeah)
[Verse]
These n*ggas, they lost in the sauce (Yeah, yeah)
That's why I can't take no loss (Yeah, yeah)
That n*gga bossy 'bout a b*tch and, n*gga, I can't fall in love (At all)
BAPE, uh, Helmut Lang, and I got your b*tch, she gon' shake it
And I got some money, I'm famous
Your lil' sis' got me on her playlist
"Oh, that's Tecca? I don't like that n*gga, but he gettin' bags on the regular"
They say, "Tecca, you a b*tch-ass n*gga," 'cause I got like hella
Started in New York, now I'm skippin' states, b*tch, I feel like I'm Mello
And I gotta finish all these n*ggas, b*tch, yeah, I feel like a wrestler
Hopped in the Tesla
Anything you can do, I could do better (I know)
Talk on the gang, better ride with your head up (I know)
Last n*gga talked about me got some bad luck
n*ggas they talk about me, I don't give two f*cks (Grrt, uh, uh, uh)
Ran to the spot, lil' n*gga, with my shooter (Grrt, uh, uh, yeah)
Got a lil' b*tch, so you can't tell me who it else (Grrt, uh, uh, yeah)
If a n*gga talkin', we pullin' up like Scooter (Grrt, uh, uh, yeah)

[Refrain]
Yeah, like skrrt off, skrrt off the motherf*ckin' scene like Young Scooter (Skrrt off, skrrt off, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, like skrrt off, skrrt off the motherf*ckin' scene like Young Scooter (Skrrt off, skrrt off, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, like skrrt off, skrrt off the motherf*ckin' scene like Young Scooter (Skrrt off, skrrt off, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, like skrrt off, skrrt off the motherf*ckin' scene like Young Scooter (Skrrt off, skrrt off, yeah, yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Margiela, it came out the roof
Margiela, it came out the roof
Margiela, it came out the roof
Margiela, it came out the roof
Margiela, it came out the roof
Yeah, squad, squad (BNYX)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay

[Chorus]
And I get this money, I'm feelin' great (Yeah)
These n*ggas two-faced, they fake, yeah (Yeah)
I'm gettin' that bag and I'm skippin' states (Yeah)
He don't want no smoke, he laced
Lil' n*gga, he don't want no smoke, better pray (Huh)
Cartier frames, I just got a new face (Yeah)
New Off-White, I can flex the shoelace (Yeah, yeah-yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, lil' n*gga, he know that he doomed (Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
You walk in and they in the room (Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
Lil' baby, you seein' me soon (What?)
Took an L and I don't like to lose (Yeah)
These n*ggas, they watch how I move (Yeah, yeah)
These n*ggas, they watchin' my sauce (Yeah, yeah)
You hop in the sauce, you get lost (Yeah, yeah)
Drippin', don't ask how much this sh*t cost (Yeah, yeah)
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