"Sauce" lyrics

I came to pass the blunt around (blunt around), I fuck around (I fuck around)
But y'all already knew that shit
And I run the whole game, untamed, bringing bags to the bank (uh)
Yeah, I really do that shit
And I'm rolling with the top back, run that track
With a bad little bitch with a butt that's fat
And a pocket full of Adderall, I'm just here to have a ball
After all I got the sauce that y'all lack

Got the sauce like Heinz off in time, seat up in my car's
Reclined, I'm off so don't fall behind
Check lost and found, I think I really lost my mind
Call my bluff? Shit, y'all can't even call my line
My inbox always filled like my bottle of pills
Thank God for modern medicine, my doctor refills
However you feel, if you get to stepping for real
I'll pull up with my dogs and coupe, Cruella de Vil
With the syllables I be villainous, brain limitless
Never follow rules, I rule the school syllabus
Underground's the land of which I am indigenous
And I grew up in a few methods of photosynthesis
Putting down roots in the game that go deeply
Carve out my own lane and flow freely
For W-E-B-B-Y, believe me
Killing this shit is so easy

I came to pass the blunt around (blunt around), I fuck around (I fuck around)
But y'all already knew that shit
And I run the whole game, untamed, bringing bags to the bank (uh)
Yeah, I really do that shit
And I'm rolling with the top back, run that track
With a bad little bitch with a butt that's fat
And a pocket full of Adderall, I'm just here to have a ball
After all I got the sauce that y'all lack

I got the sauce like [?] jaws'll drop when I spit it
Written her off the top like a balding spot, I'm scalding hot
Jackass Johnny Knoxville
Still the real deal, I karate chop you
With the force in a major way, that just be my day to day
Pull up in the UFO, shoot you with a laser ray
Little bit of powder on the counter, that's a fade-away
Cutting lines like a peaky blinder with the razor blade
Gotta make a way, I play the whole keeps
Riding dirty in the Range and ducking the police
Got a cold steez while I run these dope beats
Get my record spins like it got drunk and smoked weed
Yeah, they know it's Webby with the rolling paper double wide (yeah)
Wrapping up like I been learning how to mummify
So I wonder why they still asking who the fuck am I
Here, let me summarize

I came to pass the blunt around (blunt around), I fuck around (I fuck around)
But y'all already knew that shit
And I run the whole game, untamed, bringing bags to the bank (uh)
Yeah, I really do that shit
And I'm rolling with the top back, run that track
With a bad little bitch with a butt that's fat
And a pocket full of Adderall, I'm just here to have a ball
After all I got the sauce that y'all lack