"Sauce" lyrics

Hey, hey, hey, it's time to make some crazy money
Are you ready?
Here we go
Pipe up, pipe up

Uh, ay, sauce 'em up like Melo, yeah
Uh (Yeah), ay, sauce 'em up like Melo, uh (Pipe up)
She can't even come over unless she bring a friend, no fellow, uh (Yeah)
Uh, ay, uh, ay, sauce 'em up like Melo, uh (Like Melo)
She can't even come over unless she bring a friend or fellow, uh (Fellow)
Yung Carti, young Creflo, ooh (Yeah)
Counting up like Creflo, uh (Pipe up)
Shooters on my front porch, uh (Pipe up)
Serve you at the front door, uh (Pipe up)
Goons, thugs, cutthroats, yeah (Yeah)
Pipe up, uh (Ooh)
How could I front those? (Ooh, nah)
Them blocks, them blocks, them blocks, ooh (Yeah)
Yeah, we run those
My chain, my watch, my watch, uh (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm so cold (Moneybags)
Niggas talking fashion (Yeah), I'm 'bout that action (Yeah), I went Nino, uh (Yeah)
Moving in a Rover, uh
Moving with a odor, yeah (Uh)
Still locked in, I go up, uh
Your bitch make me throw up, ooh (Yeah)
Diamonds do the holdup, uh (Yeah)
Make a play then pour up, yeah (Yeah)
Diamonds do the holdup, uh (Yeah)
Make a play then... (Damn)
Ay, posted in the booth with the boof, uh (What? Yeah)
Ay, posted in the booth with the boof, uh (What? Pipe up)
That bitch ain't fucking, we gon' kick her off the roof (Yeah, yeah)
She said, "Y'all niggas be the truth," we say, "True," yeah, uh (We say, "True, true")
Counting up, filling up my Trues, yeah, yeah (True)
She ain't gotta ask me what I do, nah, uh (What I do)
Thumbing through the check with my crew, yeah, ay (Thumbing through the check with my...)
She gon' fuck on me, then my crew, uh, uh (She gon' fuck on me, then my...)
She gon' fuck on me, then my crew, yeah, yeah (She gon' fuck on me, then my...)
She gon' fuck on me, then my crew (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)