Lost in the Sauce

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I'mma get, I'mma get lost in the sauce (okay)
I'mma get, I'mma get lost in the sauce
I'mma get, I'mma get lost in the sauce
I'mma get, I'mma get lost

Know I'm out again, out again, I'm getting higher
Go to the mall again, mall again, I'm looking flyer
Drink again, sip again, I'm gon' expire
Shoot again, shoot at them, opps gon' retire (retire, I like that)
I'm gon' fly like a pilot (above you)
Me and yo bitch get dirty, argh like a pirate (rated R)
Feel like blacken' out, bitch, I'm gon' fight it (hit that one-two)
She clearly likes me, now let's see if she rides it
I tell these bitches I make music, I hope that they like it
I'm goin' crazy, goin' stupid, I think that I'm the shit
I'm goin' on a booze-y cruise-y and pray I don't get hit
I feel like I am in a movie, the way that I'm the shit
She wanna lick it for fun, I spit her out like gum
I'm gon' shoot at her like guns, I'm in the club gettin' drunk
Show these little boys how it's done, keep notes of who I've fucked
Run it back with your lips and I cum, nah, I'm cappin', lips ain't none

I'mma get, I'mma get lost in the sauce
In again, out again, I'm with your broad
Drinkin' shit, smokin' shit, can't see through fog
Blackin' out, breakin' down, I'm almost gone
I'mma get, I'mma get lost in the sauce
In again, out again, I'm with your broad
Drinkin' shit, smokin' shit, can't see through fog
Blackin' out, breakin' down, I'm almost gone

I'm almost gone, I am outta here, Wheezy
Climb to the top, yeah, I'd say I'm near peaking
Hit your bitch from the back in my car, call it rear-viewing
Take another hit, another drink, I'm gon' steer crazy
Take another sip, another drink of that beer, baby
I cannot eat gluten, but I'm still gettin' to the bread, baby
Movin' in slow-motion, but I'm on top of my shit, baby
I been goin' crazy, these bitches don't really know me
I been switchin' it up a lot, these old bitches don't know me
Fuckin' your bitch in the parking lot, she say that she might love me
Still lovin' your ex-bitch is a lot to handle, f*ck me
Fuckin' immature bitches love-handles, never f*ck me
She never loved me, she didn't love my green either
I'm all not-knowing, I'm all not-knowing
Maybe she's lost in the sauce, give her the benefit of the doubt
Just came on her crop top, that explains it all

I'mma get, I'mma get lost in the sauce
In again, out again, I'm with your broad
Drinkin' shit, smokin' shit, can't see through fog
Blackin' out, breakin' down, I'm almost gone
I'mma get, I'mma get lost in the sauce
In again, out again, I'm with your broad
Drinkin' shit, smokin' shit, can't see through fog
Blackin' out, breakin' down, I'm almost gone

(What?)
I'm almost gone

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