Stealing Sauce

Lyrics

[Intro: The Godfather] (Ayy, Jay, man, run that shit, cuh) You know what the fuck goin' on, nigga [Verse 1: The Godfather & BandGang Biggs] These niggas stealin' sauce, all they do is copy and they paste Like I'm a NASCAR driver, overlap him in the race Got a recargo, look like I just rolled around in some paint I get money on my own, and do shit these niggas can't (Boy) You weird, I can't even hear, swervin' in the Urus I be paranoid, bend the corners lookin' through the mirrors Catch an opp, we all pour up, been in this shit for years Heard he went out off a headtap, his mama sheddin' tears (Baow) I be pourin' drank (I do), I be high as hеll (Uh-huh) With my phone ring (Hello?), that be thе clientele (What you need?) Chopper droppin' shells, the block be hot as hell My lil' niggas be tryna spin an opp and come back with a kill (Boy trippin') Where your dog at? (Where he at?), he can't call back (Dead) Every time I stash a ten, I hit the mall, jack (Go to the bank) Five, tens, twenties, fifties, need it all, jack Hit his ass in the head (Come on now), made him fall back [Verse 2: BandGang Biggs] Beatin' blocks, me and bro, we tryna catch a fish lackin' Still the same nigga, grew up in the Bronx, gettin' it crackin' Chopper bullets hit his body, he grew wings, got him flappin' Pull up on a nigga block with them sticks like we campin' (Yeah) Told Boom it's our world, have your way with this shit Let a nigga pull up, say he want some drank, sell him hit See an opp, pop up out the cut, send a blitz Hop on the E-way, make it to the hood, now we lit It get scary, he see me, he runnin', call him Tom and Jerry Watch cut the lights on, it's a Thomas Eddy Don't get buried, run up on me trippin', boy, you gon' get buried I just put a ring on this money, now we married (Yop)