Lyrics Gucci Tried to Tell Me - 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 handed
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 bona fide
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, hmm
Is where I’ll be
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, 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 handed
Flag on the play, I’m holding on
Lost in the sauce