Oh yeah It’s too much sauce Hey DaBaby Ah, yeah yeah yeah
You know I had that sauce before I started rappin’ Dropped out of college, I was busy trappin’ Don’t nobody try ’cause I’m ’bout that action They talk on the internet, I just be laughin’ I just got that package from Cali, I’m taxin’ Pull up to my show, I’ma serve you a beat I got it for fifteen, I sold it for three I ain’t cuttin’ no deals and you know it’s OG You better go ask them hoes about me They know I’m a dog, all them hoes off the leash I fuck ’em so good, the neighbors call police They knock on the door, we pretend like we sleep I’m drippin’ sauce, on my head to my feet Her boyfriend too soft, don’t compare him to me Song on the radio, still in the street Still will run off with your pack if you weak Still ride with the strap on the passenger seat Somebody tell me why these rappers want beef Because their baby momma wanna be my freak Don’t speak or hear no evil that I don’t see I keep it on me seven days of the week Pray the Lord protect everyday when I sleep Popped on that nigga that ran up on me Will not let a nigga trick me out the street I’m ’bout whatever, ask Ree and TG Matter fact, you can go ask the police I know it’s illegal, I still got that heat I’ll be off probation in three or four weeks Pull up and play me if you think it’s sweet I’m in the bed layin’ with three or four freaks Bitch I’m a boss, I put that on my niece I’m sellin’ sauce and that shit ain’t been cheap
Yeah I ain’t even put no adlibs on that muhfucka It’s too much sauce, yeah For real It’s too much sauce That ain’t DaBaby, that’s my baby!