Baker

Hook:
The way i'm making this bread you would think i'm a baker
Got so much cash you'd think i play for the Lakers
Making so much i stopped counting this paper
If you can't afford your bitch then i might just take her

The way i'm making this bread you would think i'm a baker
Got so much cash you'd think i play for the Lakers
Making so much i stopped counting this paper
If you can't afford your bitch then i might just take her

Verse:
Can't afford her then i might just take her
We going London, Morocco, Jamaica
We living life like tomorrow it'll be taken
Going everywhere got no final destination
"money can't buy happiness" who lied to you
"get some money and they'll see a different side to you"
Been with me since i was broke that's why i choose you
Got a yellow and black lambo call it the pickachu
Everybody got a lot to say about us, and they try to doubt us
But the truth is always there even when liars are the loudest
Catch me fucking 7 different bitches in 7 different houses
Call the plumber cause i'm dripping, who even allowed this
Including me, everything i got in my home is foreign
I can't live there but i'm still reppin the place i'm born
I been dreaming of this life ever since i hit four
Now i'm fucking all the bitches that you watch on porn

Hook:
The way i'm making this bread you would think i'm a baker
Got so much cash you'd think i play for the Lakers
Making so much i stopped counting this paper
If you can't afford your bitch then i might just take her

Interlude:
Can't afford her, might just take her
Got more rubber, than an eraser
Won't save her unless she mother nature
Noise complaints so we buy out the neighbours
Can't afford her, might just take her
Got more rubber, than an eraser
Won't save her unless she mother nature
Noise complaints so we buy out the neighbours

Hook:
The way i'm making this bread you would think i'm a baker
Got so much cash you'd think i play for the Lakers
Making so much i stopped counting this paper
If you can't afford your bitch then i might just take her

The way i'm making this bread you would think i'm a baker
Got so much cash you'd think i play for the Lakers
Making so much i stopped counting this paper
If you can't afford your bitch then i might just take her