Lost in the Sauce Robb Bank$

[Intro]
Oogie Mane, he killed it
Uh
I'm working on dying
On God
Uh, yuh, yuh

[Chorus]
Told 'em I'ma wait back (Yuh), see you when you get on (Yuh, yuh)
You the same one that got lost in the sauce (Rah, rah)
I took out some time just to gather all my thoughts (On God)
Ringtone Phone, let me sing your ass a song (Let's go)
Quarter of the Xan, I'm very particular (Uh, uh)
They say drugs is bad, but I beg to differ, uh (Uh, uh, uh)
I'm in the studio late as night and I come home rich as fuck (Uh)
Your bitch said she get wet when she laugh, she told me tickle her (ah)

[Interlude]
Take her down a back street (rah, uh, uh)
Back me, yeah, hold up, come on, switch it up, switch it up, switch it up

[Verse]
Pull up, smash out, Hilton (Rah, yuh), lobby runnin' (Rah)
Tip (Yuh), dig me (Yuh), let a nigga know (Yuh, yuh, yuh, SSET)
Them dollar signs got me trippin' (Yuh), wicked (Yuh)
Sticky (Yuh), I can't even open up my jaw (Ah, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Rich sex, poppin' pills in her pussy (Yuh, bah)
Got a earring (Swear), but, lil momma, I can't wife no thot (Ah)
Ah, ooh, da da da da, ah, ooh
Now imagine if I did that on your box, ooh (Haha)
Yeah, it's cool, out the day I drove the ragtop (Ah, ooh)
Niggas talkin' like they gangster, but they cap though (Yuh, yuh)