Ugh
Duval, get it, get it
Yeah, Illy
Get it
Hold it down
Hold it down
Hold it down like a weighted blanket
Don't make it a big deal
Titanic, just sink it, whooo!
Hold it down
Hold it down, hold it down, hold it down
I could go on, whooo!
I could go on
I could go on, such a life-like koan
Got my feet back, throw the toe on
Company line, never towed on
Not the type to get told on
Except by haters tryna make a goal on
And I wonder why?
I wonder why?
Because I got so much sauce
When I'm riding St. John's
So much sauce
When I'm riding San Juan
So much sauce
I could fill the St. Johns!
So much sauce
Ain't quite sold on, been so long
Birth of a salesmen nation, I could go on
All they do is sell this nation, bro, go on
Still tryna sell this nation as the chosen
No mas!
Bro, pulled over no cause
Might need to mull over all these old laws
Change quite a few, throw 'em out like old draws
Catch a lob by the claw, grab the tail, eat it all
Bro, I'm bout to go off when I'm riding St. John's cause I got so much sauce
So much sauce
So much sauce, yeah
So much sauce, when I'm drivin' St. John's
So much sauce, when I'm ridin' San Juan
So much sauce, I could fill the St. John's
So much sauce, I could fill the St. John's
So much sauce I could, I could,
I could fill the St. John's