Hot Sauce Lyrics – Inayah

N!gga, you trippin’, I’m finger-lickin’
Pu$$y better than hot sauce and chicken
It ain’t no competition
Tonight, I’m ’bout to fill my cup up (Cup up)
And what you do from now on, I could give no f*cks (No f*cks)
I can’t lie, the d!ck good, but it ain’t enough
And I wish you the worst of luck
And while you at it, tell your mama I don’t like her neither
(I don’t like that b!tch)
She could go to hell ’cause she raised a demon
Keep that bullsh!t, n!gga, I don’t need it
My number in your phone, you can go and delete it

While you out there searching for something that you’ll never find
You got a heart that beats hollow, won’t let you break mine
Oh, and time’s too expensive, won’t let you waste mine
Mmm, when you learn the difference between diamonds and dimes

Waiting and wishing for you to get it
But you never listened or paid attention
To the bigger picture, like you that n!gga
How you treat me like a side when I’m the entrée?
I hate how you ran me off when I wanted to stay
How the f*ck you drop the ball when I gave you the play?
Now our picture’s just sitting inside a shattered frame

While you out there searching for something that you’ll never find
You got a heart that beats hollow, won’t let you break mine
Oh, and time’s too expensive, won’t let you waste mine
Mmm, when you learn the difference between diamonds and dimes