Lyrics

[Intro] Ain't no more free sauce, bitch Ain't no more free sauce Ain't no more free sauce, bitch Ain't no more free sauce Ain't no more free sauce, bitch (And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube) Yaya wait like— [Hook] Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! [Verse 1] Hop out the V I gotta stop giving shit out for free I heard they wanna come fuck with the team They moving like pussy, ain't keeping it P Like, wait—now I can see I think I ran out of people to please Latеly, I've been moving shit like for them But honеstly speaking, I do it for me Wait, like, look—swallow my seed at the DoubleTree I don't think they had enough of me So used to pressure, you putting B Jack$ on the spot I'm moving too comfortably I don't think they had enough of me Shawty, I think she in love with me They think they can keep up with B Jack$ Honestly speaking, I know they can't run with me Wait—fuck it, I'm moving different, like I am not moving my pivot, like Do this for real, like, this 24/7 everyday shit— It ain't no gimmick, like Everything that I said in 2021, I really went and just did it Like really been working, and staying too humble, way too committed, like I had to switch up my lines Switch up my hoes Switch up my shine Switch up my bitches I'm switching em' Damn, I had to switch up my lines I had to go to a level, like I had to foot to the pedal, like I had to rock out, I got my cock out I'm in this shit like metal, ya [Hook] Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! [Verse 2] Yaya Wait—I had to get it together Saying "Yaya"—and it ain't Mayweather Like Spring in that pussy, so honestly speaking I think it may be May weather, like damn I got some shooters, they come to your block You talking 'bout me? They coming in shit like Merryweather May-Mayweather—fucking that hoe and she wetter I got a hoe to the side of me, front of me, behind of me Feel like Hugh Hefner, like, wait Get it together, like, wait Move like a feather, like Sting like a bee, so I'm Jack$on Ali And I'm making shit they can remember like wait Cold like December, I push the agenda I'm not being tender, like You cannot catch me with regular people B Jack$ always stay with the members Like, wait Walker like Kemba, get back like Fender Futurama—I'ma Bend her I gotta stop giving sauce out for free I cannot move like a lender [Hook] Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! Ain't no more free sauce! [Bridge] No free sauce—stand on that shit, twin I can't be pulling up for the free I can't be fucking hoes for the free I can't be doing shows for the free And I ain't doing verses for the free Told her to pull up, I got the free And I ain't walking in for the free Bitch, I ain't doing shit for the free Yaya wait—like, look ain't no more sauce for the free I ain't even pay for the damn beat Izzy said, fuck it, "Have it for the free" [Outro] Ain't no more free sauce bitch Ain't no more free sauce Ain't no more free sauce bitch Ain't no more free sauce Ain't no more free sauce bitch