BakerMan
Fuck a friend ship
Niggas jump ship
Quicker then the titanic
(Whoa)
Middle finger up
10 toes down
Never panic
We can manage
(Oh)
Only feed the family
They goin understand it
Why I'm movin like a bandit
I remember days when I didn't have it
If I see you wit it, we goin come and grab it
Gimmie
This ya first chance
This ya last chance
Nigga only gettin 1
Me and 2 woes
3blunts
Check, check, check, check
And like 4 Guns
Who want what
Who
If I cock this back, that nigga better run
Dip
We Goin sell that good shit by the ton
Im the bakerman if you need a bun.
Waddup
High as I wanna be
I keep'on thinkin bout that ass in front of me
Come an make love to me
(Come on)
Know she wan fuck wit me
Heard she was tellin her bitches she scared
(What)
She might get stuck wit me
Yea
All of my bitches be drippin
All of my niggas keep dealin
I'm slick with the pimpin
Back to back winnin
Villain
Cadillac Williams
Make em run it back
They gon fuck wit that
Reachin for a star
Pop a perk and i might do a jumpinjack
(Got one)
In the pussy I'm like where ya stomach at
(Where)
Pin her down and tell her she can't run from that (come here)
Text come through
Play 1 2
Got the work well where the fuck you at
(Fuck Nigga)
I tried to rob em ain't commin back
(Fuxk Nigga)
I ain't duckin, im wherever danger at!
Straight up
My blunt be as thick as a bitch from the south
My bitch is blunt,stuff it all in her mouth
(Right)
If it ain't bout money Then why leave ya house
(For what)
Grams on my table, that glik on the couch
Got married to paper that dollar my spouse
The trust and loyalty what is about
Finger fuck a check, why ya hands in a drought
Ouch
Fuck what they wrote
Know that we goin for broke
I'm talkin straight off the boat
Down on my luck
I'm talkin all out of hope
That's when I go at ya throat
If that nigga try me he smoked
(Got em)
All of my niggas a go
All of ya nigggas a hoe
We already know
(Bow)
The type to get sent to the sto
(Fuck Nigga)
Fuck a friend ship
Niggas jump ship
Quicker then the titanic
Middle finger up
10 toes down
Never panic
We can manage
Only feed the family
They goin understand it
Why I'm movin like a bandit
I remember days when I didn't have it
If I see you wit it, we goin come and grab it
Gimmie
This ya first chance
This ya last chance
Nigga only gettin 1
Me and 2 woes
3blunts
Check, check, check, check
And like 4 Guns
Who want what
If I cock this back, that nigga better run
We Goin sell that good shit by the ton
Im the bakerman if you need a bun
Fuck allat hattin
I'm faded
I'm try tell my Muvah I made it
You know I'm her favorite
Never was basic
Watch how they play it
They hate you
Then love you the second you make it
Outrageous
My flow too contagious my nigga
Get back to the basics my Nigga
I'm duckin them cases my nigga
But tryna get that money that come in suitcases my nigga
Fuckin it
Let's get back to workin
I promise I'm doin this shit till it's workin
I promised my girl I bring her a birken
I'm still in the trap bitch you know I ain't workin
Still on my grind
So you know I ain't hurtin
Causin a wave
But you know I ain't surfin
If that nigga try me
Im goin have to merk em
He thought he was safe
Put a shot through is curtain
Bitch
Yea
Fuck it I feel like I'm chosen
Pockets be swollen
Ice on my risk got my shit feelin frozen
I know why she lurkin an police patrolin
My nigga pull up in whip that look stolen
I️ don't love that bitch
But the dick in her Coleen
She love when I️ strike it
I️ don't do no bowling
My 40 be striking
I️ love when it's blowin
Show me the source
I️ can't do no inbetweens
Ima get straight to the green
Pull up and fuck up the scene
I'm off a green bean
Perks in my sprite
I can't fuxk wit the lean
Say what you mean
They intervene
Bing
2 to his bean
Bing
Shots on the scene
I jus an extended my
Spit like I'm cursed
I put the beat in a hearse
Started from dirt
Say what you worth
Work
I think it's starting to work
I gave em blood sweat and tears
Don't got fears
I jus can't go in reverse
I jus reap what I sow
Been down and been hurt
That's why I finesse wit a smirk
This ya first chance
This last chance
Nigga only gettin 1
Me and 2 woes
3blunts
Check check check
And like 4guns
Who want what
If I cock this back
That's nigga better run
We goin sell that good shit by the ton
I'm the bakerman if you need a bun.
(Wuddup)
Niggas jump ship
Quicker then the titanic
(Whoa)
Middle finger up
10 toes down
Never panic
We can manage
(Oh)
Only feed the family
They goin understand it
Why I'm movin like a bandit
I remember days when I didn't have it
If I see you wit it, we goin come and grab it
Gimmie
This ya first chance
This ya last chance
Nigga only gettin 1
Me and 2 woes
3blunts
Check, check, check, check
And like 4 Guns
Who want what
Who
If I cock this back, that nigga better run
Dip
We Goin sell that good shit by the ton
Im the bakerman if you need a bun.
Waddup
High as I wanna be
I keep'on thinkin bout that ass in front of me
Come an make love to me
(Come on)
Know she wan fuck wit me
Heard she was tellin her bitches she scared
(What)
She might get stuck wit me
Yea
All of my bitches be drippin
All of my niggas keep dealin
I'm slick with the pimpin
Back to back winnin
Villain
Cadillac Williams
Make em run it back
They gon fuck wit that
Reachin for a star
Pop a perk and i might do a jumpinjack
(Got one)
In the pussy I'm like where ya stomach at
(Where)
Pin her down and tell her she can't run from that (come here)
Text come through
Play 1 2
Got the work well where the fuck you at
(Fuck Nigga)
I tried to rob em ain't commin back
(Fuxk Nigga)
I ain't duckin, im wherever danger at!
Straight up
My blunt be as thick as a bitch from the south
My bitch is blunt,stuff it all in her mouth
(Right)
If it ain't bout money Then why leave ya house
(For what)
Grams on my table, that glik on the couch
Got married to paper that dollar my spouse
The trust and loyalty what is about
Finger fuck a check, why ya hands in a drought
Ouch
Fuck what they wrote
Know that we goin for broke
I'm talkin straight off the boat
Down on my luck
I'm talkin all out of hope
That's when I go at ya throat
If that nigga try me he smoked
(Got em)
All of my niggas a go
All of ya nigggas a hoe
We already know
(Bow)
The type to get sent to the sto
(Fuck Nigga)
Fuck a friend ship
Niggas jump ship
Quicker then the titanic
Middle finger up
10 toes down
Never panic
We can manage
Only feed the family
They goin understand it
Why I'm movin like a bandit
I remember days when I didn't have it
If I see you wit it, we goin come and grab it
Gimmie
This ya first chance
This ya last chance
Nigga only gettin 1
Me and 2 woes
3blunts
Check, check, check, check
And like 4 Guns
Who want what
If I cock this back, that nigga better run
We Goin sell that good shit by the ton
Im the bakerman if you need a bun
Fuck allat hattin
I'm faded
I'm try tell my Muvah I made it
You know I'm her favorite
Never was basic
Watch how they play it
They hate you
Then love you the second you make it
Outrageous
My flow too contagious my nigga
Get back to the basics my Nigga
I'm duckin them cases my nigga
But tryna get that money that come in suitcases my nigga
Fuckin it
Let's get back to workin
I promise I'm doin this shit till it's workin
I promised my girl I bring her a birken
I'm still in the trap bitch you know I ain't workin
Still on my grind
So you know I ain't hurtin
Causin a wave
But you know I ain't surfin
If that nigga try me
Im goin have to merk em
He thought he was safe
Put a shot through is curtain
Bitch
Yea
Fuck it I feel like I'm chosen
Pockets be swollen
Ice on my risk got my shit feelin frozen
I know why she lurkin an police patrolin
My nigga pull up in whip that look stolen
I️ don't love that bitch
But the dick in her Coleen
She love when I️ strike it
I️ don't do no bowling
My 40 be striking
I️ love when it's blowin
Show me the source
I️ can't do no inbetweens
Ima get straight to the green
Pull up and fuck up the scene
I'm off a green bean
Perks in my sprite
I can't fuxk wit the lean
Say what you mean
They intervene
Bing
2 to his bean
Bing
Shots on the scene
I jus an extended my
Spit like I'm cursed
I put the beat in a hearse
Started from dirt
Say what you worth
Work
I think it's starting to work
I gave em blood sweat and tears
Don't got fears
I jus can't go in reverse
I jus reap what I sow
Been down and been hurt
That's why I finesse wit a smirk
This ya first chance
This last chance
Nigga only gettin 1
Me and 2 woes
3blunts
Check check check
And like 4guns
Who want what
If I cock this back
That's nigga better run
We goin sell that good shit by the ton
I'm the bakerman if you need a bun.
(Wuddup)
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