Lil Medium - Sauce Lyrics

I'm so lost in the sauce I wish I could float
I'm on a creek in the winter with a leak in the boat
For dinner, I'm eating rappers who don't speak to their role
I'm in a hole on the couch with my dick in her throat
It's real
I'm on ten speed and taking the wheel
These bitches talk out they ass so their plug gonna squeal
Ain't got shit for deal and I'm talking it still
No, I don't stop popping, I ain't talking bout pills
No, I don't stop dropping, I ain't talking bout bills
And no I won't stop talking til I'm talking bout mills
And I'm shitty at math
But I swear on my mother I'm not counting it last
I swear on my brother that I'll put you on blast
Standing up shouting like I'm teaching a class
Eating her ass, being harassed, leading the pack
These things don't connect but I reach for reacts
It's true
I'm so green that I couldn't be blue, with a flow so old that it couldn't be new
I'm only 5'9 when I'm wearing my shoes
And funny thing is I'm still taller than you
I don't care about your f*ck shit, when they sling mud from their buckets, I duck it
While I stay collecting duckets, came with more Finns than our old buddy Huck did

Get abducted, bring ya back to earth now you asking where your hug is
This is our turf bitch you only packing luggage
Ima dive in and rummage

I stay in my sack breathing, not just saying yous a bitch, your whole team is
Boy you must be dreaming
To think that I'd give a single f*ck bout what you screaming
I live in the cut, I look up to my demons
No ifs or buts I stay up cuz I need this
Lil Medium in it, Trying to get seen, making hours out of minutes
I stay on screens, iPhones are the business
These are my schemes and your scene just ended
That's the truth so I tell it, team full felons, shits deep you could smell it
That mans not hot, our grams on lock, you a foot so get socked
I am, you not, put your body in the dirt, now fams gon Rot
Little Bitch