Jared Evan - Hot Sauce lyrics

rate me

Just stop yourself and look into the mirror

You’re not yourself, can see it any clear.

You ain’t yourself, you’re claiming...

Too late, no one came to see who you are.

I remember when it was...

Nobody bragged about the dick size of their ego

And fuck the accolades, this wild cast is orchestrated

Expose them, scope them out right in front of their people!

It’s time to show these motherfucking amateurs

The lyrics to my verses and the phrases in my chorus.

Porridge is what you need you fucking golden lax

Hold my cock, my flow’s acidic, but I’m so unorthodox!

More than... evil leave you mortified

I’m 24, you’re 45 and hanging out with Mordecai.

More than right, I ain’t done,

Fuck it, I was born to come

Yeah, baby, you’re bullshit like Jordan Weal before he won.

You ain’t yourself, you claim you are

Too late, no one care to see who you are.

You’ll be getting on your hot, dwag

Yeah, on your hot sauce.

You’ll be getting on your hot, dwag

Yes, fucking with the hot sauce

You’ll be getting on your hot, dwag

Yes, fucking with the hot sauce