i'mma need a hundred boxes of baking soda
a hundred boxes of baking soda
cause some of you come up short
then they gon' split your shit
i got fifty bands in this briefcase
and i just beat a police chase
so i don't give a fuck about what he say or she say
my lil niggas keep callin'
i'll be in the kitchen in an hour flat
this shit'll give you a heart attack
i gotta have a chopper at the transac
cause i got a cool million in this back pack
any my nigga tommy-guns'll push your wig back
said i got a cool million in this back pack
and my cousin maybach'll push your wig back
i'mma need a hundred boxes of baking soda
a hundred boxes of baking soda
niggas dyin' over drug money
i'mma dump the whole drummy
show them niggas what we talkin' 'bout
got a hundred bands in that safe
and a good lawyer for that case
i used to be a lil broke nigga
i used to duwop and sell soap
now i walk a thin line like fuckin' tight rope nigga
all i know is pimp bitches shoot dice
sittin' outside your house with your head in the scope
i just heard you got the shipment
so i just came to collect
with them macs and them tecs
i'mma need a hundred boxes of baking soda
a hundred boxes of baking soda