文本歌词

This s**t is fresh out the oven
Fresh out the oven
I'm back in this b***h n***a 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 d**g dealer
So don't snitch my n***a get your chips my n***a
Mind your business I minds mine let's get rich my n***a
Take our family on trips my n***a
But if you try me then your wig I'ma split my n***a
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 n***as always get high
Spend a thou wow on it just to get fly
Another thou wow on it just to get by
F**k it only got one life to live
Gotta push it to the limit do it big like
What This s**t is fresh out the oven
Whip game cold man this s**t '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 s**t '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 n***a 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
But 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 n***as' pockets I don't do friends
And I don't do trends
F**k it though I'll ride with you then
Bring the troops in
I'll f**k around and let 'em loose then
We'll give 'em blues then
Oh f**k it call me Bobby Blue Bland
Aye you a fool man
Ridin' by you swervin' at the intersection
Baby come and get your blessin'
And she gon' f**k with this erection
I got somethin' good for all these h*es
She gotta want the Betty 'fore I call these h*es
Now if I paid for your dress and your perm
That means you an investment b***h
I'ma need my dough return