BAKERY

Ay, yuh
Ay, ha
Ya'll can't do it like this
Ya'll can't do it like me, nah
Ya'll can't do it like this, haha
Listen

Everywhere I go
I'm gettin' choosing signals
Yuh, I ain't shootin' shots, bitch
I'm shootin' missiles
Lookin' at my progress, like
Damn, I grew a little
A lot actually
Everything I drop's a fuckin' masterpiece

So you know I gotta flex
Real quick, let me flex on this shit
Shawty can't help herself
You know she gotta test out this dick
Oh, she likes it
I know damn well, I'm what her type is
Do it all night, yeah
Call it a night shift
Ya'll can't do it like this, nah
This is what the good life is
How could it ever get better
I ain't no mu'fuckin' mouse
But I still want all of that cheddar
Ya'll need to quit talkin' shit
Really though, I'm gettin' fed up
Feel like I work at the bakery
Cause you know I'm gettin' my bread up

Yuh, the bakery
Less drama, more paper please
I know locals are hatin' me, but soon
Imma be who they pay to see
Tryin' to act like I'm an average kid
Come on now, that's just make believe
Be realistic
Shawty thought we had a thing, but
We didn't
Must've just been a figment
Of her imagination
One day, imma be glad
I was patient
To the kids 'round me, I have no relation
They just mad at the swag
That I'm caked in
Ah yeah, I got mad innovation
Anyone doubting is madly mistaken
Imma be a superstar, just face it
That is a fact and you have to embrace it
I got so many things
To look forward to
If you losin' faith, don't be shocked
When I ignore you
Already got so much on my plate, but
I want more food
Always been the shit
You all know it's true

So you know I gotta flex
Real quick, let me flex on this shit
Shawty can't help herself
You know she gotta test out this dick
Oh, she likes it
I know damn well, I'm what her type is
Do it all night, yeah
Call it a night shift
Ya'll can't do it like this, nah
This is what the good life is
How could it ever get better
I ain't no mu'fuckin' mouse
But I still want all of that cheddar
Ya'll need to quit talkin' shit
Really though, I'm gettin' fed up
Feel like I work at the bakery
Cause you know I'm gettin' my bread up

Gettin' my bread up, instead of
Wastin' all my time
Hangin' with some lamies
Lately some homies been showin' true colors, 'cause
They know that my shit go crazy
Some of 'em don't even hide that shit
But I always have known when they faking
All I did was tell her she look pretty
Now she in my bedroom, gettin' naked

Everywhere I go
I'm gettin' choosing signals
Yuh, I ain't shootin' shots, bitch
I'm shootin' missiles
Lookin' at my progress, like
Damn, I grew a little
A lot actually
Everything I drop's a fuckin' masterpiece