The Baker

Aye, yuh
Yuh, yuh
(Oh my God, WellFed)
Let's go
Run it up, run it up
Yuh, yuh, let's go
Aye

Aye I just hit the mall with a bag
Heard a man talkin' 'bout my racks, what was that?
.40 with a thirty in the clip, know I'm strapped
If she tryna' hit me up, I ain't doin' all of that
Bust it right down to the ground, that's that
And if he talkin' big tough, let me know where he at (Hello?)
AP with the VVS chains and baguettes
Run up on me, he gon' hit a two-step right back

I just touched down with it
Flood Szn know I'm finna' drown in it
If it's 'bout the money then I'm down with it
If it ain't 'bout the bread not allowing it
Got this chop with a .50
Ruger and a .40
Hold up the city, made a band for my shorty
Murakami on the walls how I bask in my glory
AP on my wrist, got a Mueller and a Rollie
They don't know about us how we bounce back
They plotted me to fail, what was that?
If they see me all alone, know I'm strapped
But run up on me, I ain't signing autographs
I'm finna' sign the pavement
Off like a a fastball
Tire marks left all behind on the asphalt
Speedin' in the foreign, doin' eighty in a crosswalk
Left 'em in the dirt, now I'm finna' let the bands talk
Sick of all the haters always talking all the bad talk
Saying that she love me, but I know it's just the Lamb talk
Space roof above me like I just hit the jackpot
Tryna' touch the watch, had to tell the girl to, "Hands off!"

I just hit the mall with a bag
Heard a man talkin' 'bout my racks, what was that?
.40 with a thirty in the clip, know I'm strapped
If she tryna' hit me up, I ain't doin' all of that
Bust it right down to the ground, that's that
And if he talkin' big tough, let me know where he at (Hello?)
AP with the VVS chains and baguettes
Run up on me, he gon' hit a two-step right back

What was that?
What was that?
What was that?
I get a bag
Get a bag
Get a bag
Ya' girl bad
Yeah she bad
Yeah she bad
I spend a bag
Spend a bag
Spend a bag, look
My choppa got a sword, callin' her Katana
Know I want some more
Blue Balenciagas
Girl get what she want, cuz she a hottie
Tell her, "Baby I don't care" so she call me Buddy Hollie
Got the racks in the middle
Cards on the side
Dealer hit the table, I done won first prize
Taking all my chips, look me in my eyes
Milli on my wrist, throw baguettes to the skies
Oou look at Louis, he doing it again
Made him a milli, now he's lookin' for his tenth
Yeah they call me the baker, I'm making the bread
And if they talk big to me, I don't care what they said

I just hit the mall with a bag
Heard a man talkin' 'bout my racks, what was that?
.40 with a thirty in the clip, know I'm strapped
If she tryna' hit me up, I ain't doin' all of that
Bust it right down to the ground, that's that
And if he talkin' big tough, let me know where he at (Hello?)
AP with the VVS chains and baguettes
Run up on me, he gon' hit a two-step right back

I just hit the mall with a bag
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Louis Swagú
(Oh my God, WellFed)