This is a song about "Got sauce"

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

A nigga pull the thing on ya'll, ya'll stain ya'll draws

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

I got my drink, i got my music

Man while you hungry i am eating steak with tabasco sauce

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Vijay singh and all of them

I got got my pad and pen

And to my side i've got

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

I got that powder, i got that white

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

The memories we've got,

So i took another shot