Mick Jenkins - Gucci Tried To Tell Me

Lost in the sauce and that sauce is yours
I double dipped
I got no facade, I can't change the course
A titanic lost, if we lose this vibe
I'm no Randy Moss, but I'm catching feels one day
Smoking trees I planted
Smoke in peace, she painted
Lost in the sauce

I find myself in all your crevices
Heaven sent, don't gotta wonder why you levitate
It's evident your pull is actually gravitational
When I switch up, pray you pick up on this gravitas
My tongue will twist, my heart a kamikaze
I make these statements 'cause they bonafide
Won't blow my high, but damn consistently I'm blown away
Flow shit your way, whole time I'm tryna have you flewed out
Bump Ella Mai, I see us boo'd up
She stole my soul, must be in blue suede shoes
I'm in her Kool-Aid, she got the juice, I call her Kool G
Don't leave the crib, we catching blu-rays
Blend it well we sipped a smoothie
King, it's just a Tuesday
Won't hesitate I'm sure as Al B
By her side or in her shadows is where I'll
That's where I'll be, yeah

Lost in the sauce, and that sauce is yours
I double dipped
You know consistently I'm blown away (away, away)
You got me good
You got me gone
Wasn't even smoking stoned
Wasn't even smoking strong

Lost in the sauce, and that sauce is yours
I double dipped
You know consistently I'm blown away (away away)
I got no facade, can't change the course
A titanic lost, if we lose this vibe
I'm no Randy Moss
But I'm catching feels one day
Flag on the play I'm moving on

Lost in the sauce

Written by:
Jayson Jenkins

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Hipgnosis Songs Group

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