[Intro: Dray Day]
Bwa, ayy
(20mg) Yeah
Bwa, ayy

[Chorus: Dray Day]
I got shawty on the line
She tell me she in love
She tired of her man, she want a thug
I slide and beat it up
And fuck a 9-to-5, I'd rather make money all the time
Hit these bitches with the sauce
I hit these bitches with the sauce
I hit these bitches with the sauce
I hit these bitches with the sauce
I hit these bitches with thе
Sauce-woah-oh
Sauce-woah-oh
Sauce-woah-oh
I hit thеse bitches with the
Sauce-woah-oh
Sauce-woah-oh
Sauce-woah-oh
I hit these bitches with the sauce

[Verse 1: ohtrapstar & Dray Day]
Girl you rolling with a boss, all these lil' boys out really soft
I'm a beast, I'm a dog
You a dog, I don't want no love
With the team going up, bentley all a rose
Flooded my whole wrist, flooded my whole team
Reach for the chain, I'ma pull the chopper out and blow your cap off
We be in the streets, bitch I tote the heat
Pockets full of guap, let a fuck n***a act up
Money dancing in the whip, money dancing with your bitch
Stack it to the roof, fuck a hoe in love with big bucks
Valentino drip, we don't do no kiss
Wake up then I get it, bad bitch reminisce
[Chorus: Dray Day]
I got shawty on the line
She tell me she in love
She tired of her man, she want a thug
I slide and beat it up
And fuck a 9-to-5, I'd rather make money all the time
Hit these bitches with the sauce
I hit these bitches with the sauce
I hit these bitches with the sauce
I hit these bitches with the sauce
I hit these bitches with the
Sauce-woah-oh
Sauce-woah-oh
Sauce-woah-oh
I hit these bitches with the
Sauce-woah-oh
Sauce-woah-oh
Sauce-woah-oh
I hit these bitches with the sauce

[Verse 2: Dray Day]
Yeah I tell her take it off
Girl you fucking with a dog, turn around and beat it up
She don't want to fall in love, she just vibing with a thug
Pop a bottle tell lil' shawty live it up
It's BSM and ohtrapstar in the cut
We hit the club and you know we gon' fuck it up
Bouncers DJs and Bartenders fuck with us, everybody show us love
That's why lil' shawty like to roll with us
'Cause everywhere we go they notice us
I tell lil' shawty girl you know what's up
You know what's up
You know what's up
[Chorus: Dray Day]
I got shawty on the line
She tell me she in love
She tired of her man, she want a thug
I slide and beat it up
And fuck a 9-to-5, I'd rather make money all the time
Hit these bitches with the sauce
I hit these bitches with the sauce
I hit these bitches with the sauce
I hit these bitches with the sauce
I hit these bitches with the
Sauce-woah-oh
Sauce-woah-oh
Sauce-woah-oh
I hit these bitches with the
Sauce-woah-oh
Sauce-woah-oh
Sauce-woah-oh
I hit these bitches with the sauce