Baked Goods

You don't wanna work, you just wanna play
You don't wanna stand up, you just wanna pray
You just wanna little cut you don't want filet
You don't wanna grind like we grind back in the day

You wanna take a break, you don't the smoke
You want a peace of toast you don't want the whole loaf I get it
You just wanna look trill play your part right
You don't wanna through hands like those park fights

You just want likes on your social media
A lot of FortNite so you can sleep easier
You think I'm playing with you kids you are wrong
I'm trying to teach you how to shoot with better form
I'm trying to coach you, are you coachable
Are you ready to learn like your supposed to
Or are you just ready to go postal,
Cause somebody looked at you hard
My God

Niggas tryna live the life i made
You can vial it, recompress it
Even cook it in the microwave.
My reefer fire
You can see how nice i get
Flower top shelf
Or you can turn it to isolate
You just want the sneakers
You just want the rims
You just want the hoes and some cinnamon tims
You don't wanna work
You don't wanna trim
You just wanna smoke unbelievable chem

You do want the menu
You don't know the vintage type
You just wanna play hard
You know this ain't a scrimmage right
You don't want the limelight
Might injure your inner light
Cuz if they really found out
My fuck up the figures right
You don't want the whole bag
You just want a pinch of it
You don't make no sense
My Nina make sense of it
You gone be on front street
Asking for some dime change
I'm in the delorian
88 time change
DMC Gold Chain
All white black stripes
Blow like Coltrane
Hitting in white lights
Clouds
Atreyu
Beeper reading 93
I was on the way thou
Dat polo like a clothing spree
You wasn't on 95
Feeding dogs pedigree
You was on the gram a lot
Trying to sneak the recipe
Leaning of a gram of ox
Never seen a better me
Like flyers we hand em out
You just want to cop and spree

Niggas tryna live the life i made
You can vial it, recompress it
Even cook it in the microwave
My reefer fire
You can see how nice i get
Flower top shelf
Or you can turn it to isolate
You just want the sneakers
You just want the rims
You just want the hoes and some cinnamon tims
You don't wanna work
You don't wanna trim
You just wanna smoke unbelievable chem



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Green
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