Big Mac Sauce Song Lyrics

I was just in a cell plotting on how to get a cell
Now I'm on the phone with the plug bout the bells
Drive these bitches crazy I ain't even got a L's
No more fucken loses we ain't no L's
Put your poker face on what that mean no tells
Put a bag on the chopper we don't leave no shells
No hand to hand bitch you might be twelve
I don't know you you can get it in the mail
Made a promise to myself I ain't going back to jail
Don't do deals with the devil I ain't trynna go to hell
Pray before eat the pussy like the last supper
No more slipping in the job ice road trucker
Plug called say it's bout to be a cold summer
High quality plus we got a low number
Run off in the plug we gone kill the road runner
Pay the fukn plug and you make more money