Sauce Tory Lanez (Ft. Blac Youngsta)

[Intro: Tory Lanez]
Fuck is wrong with these niggas anyways
My bad, excuse me
Excuse my change motherfuckers
It's the clang clang, it's too loud for the mic
I gotta tuck these pieces in
Nigga I'm getting money, why you pouting
Pouting by the way
BJ, what up nigga
Yeah, look, woah

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Woah, woah, sit back yo
For my bitch to pour, in the lambo
Bitch I got the sauce, got to say it slow
Bitch I got the sauce, got to say it slow
Woah, woah, sit back yo
For my bitch to pour, in the lambo
Bitch I got the sauce, got to say it slow
Bitch I got the sauce, got to say it slow

[Verse 1: Blac Youngsta]
I'm like hoe, hoe (Yeah)
She like hey, hey (Yeah)
I'm like can I love getting this money (Yeah)
I'm sitting court side in this hellcat (Yeah)
If you owe me, I got a hell man
I got my tool up (Fuck niggas)
You better cool homie (Look nigga)
Got my killers with me (They with me)
They'll act a fool on you (Little bitch)
My little nigga ride with me (Ride with me)
They went down for me (Die for me)
If I tell them shoot (Shoot), they gon' fire for me (Fire for me)
I don't like niggas (Fuck nigga)
I don't like white bitches (Little bitch, little bitch)
My diamonds shine for real (Glow), it's like eye sickness (Woah)
I got my scale, scale, scale
I'm serving pills, pills, pills
I ship it from LA, straight through the mail, mail, mail (Don't tell)
I swear to God