easy bake

this shit is fresh out the oven

fresh out the oven

i'm back in this bitch

nigga you know what's up

stackin' my dividends

straight out that gutta so you know just what you dealin' with

highly belligerent

but that's way before the liquor hits

roll that kushy kushy

rub on her goodie goodies

crush her so good

she all on my timeline now

lookin'

lookin'

she tryna sabatoge my thing

never go brazy when you're deep inside the pink

i'm lowkey like a drug dealer

so don't snitch

my nigga

get your chips

my nigga

mind your business

i minds mine

let's get rich

my nigga

take our family on trips

my nigga

but if you try me then your wig i'ma split

my nigga

and i ain't tryna kill my own kind

but we always losin' to the wrong place at the wrong time

no lie

and they wonder why us niggas always get high

spend a thou-wow on it just to get fly

another thou-wow on it just to get by

fuck it

only got one life to live

gotta push it to the limit

do it big like

what? this shit is fresh out the oven

whip game cold

man this shit 'bout to bubble

big bank rolls

either hate it or love it

it's anything goes

just as long as you thuggin'

just as long as you thuggin'

yeah it's fresh out the oven

whip game cold

man this shit 'bout to bubble

big bank rolls

either hate it or love it

it's anything goes

just as long as you thuggin'

just as long as you thuggin'

big bank rolls

just as long as you thuggin'

whip game cold

just as long as you thuggin'

i pull up and park

hop out and swag

grab the glock out the trunk

other glock in the stash

just a regular nigga

with no chains or nothin'

if i do get some shines

you try to snatch

there's repercussions

and concussions

you know what's after that

end of discussions

i came a long way from eatin' free lunches

from mary county checks to makin' these numbers

oh lord

i'm just reminiscin'

kill the beat

some intervention on some inner vision

i don't know

cause i'm just goin' with the flow

whatever's required

i got it goin' for the low

i parted ways with my old self

i'm a new man

new face with a new stone and the blue van

blew weight on a bad day with my loosies

suitcase full of merchandise

that's my new plan

this my new wave

this my new tan

this my summer days in the tropics by the cool sand

this my shakin' down you niggas' pockets

i don't do friends

and i don't do trends

fuck it though i'll ride with you then!

bring the troops in

i'll fuck around and let 'em loose then

we'll give 'em blues then

oh fuck it

call me bobby blue" bland