Easy Bake

[Part I]

[Produced by The Antydote, ThankGod4Cody & Chris Calor]

[Intro: Jay Rock]

This shit is fresh out the oven

Fresh out the oven

[Verse 1: Jay Rock]

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

[Chorus: Jay Rock]

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'

[Verse 2: Jay Rock]

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'

Could it be 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

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar & Jay Rock]

Ah, 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 loosie

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

Aye you a fool man

Ridin' by you, swervin' at the intersection

Baby come and get your blessin'

And she gon' fuck with this erection

I got somethin' good for all these hoes

She gotta want the Betty 'fore I call these hoes

Now if I paid for your dress and your perm

That means you an investment, bitch

I'ma need my dough in return

[Part II]

[Radio Interlude]

We reporting live from the 9 double 0-5-9 with my nigga Jay Rock and this is WTOP Radio and I'm your host DJ Turn-Up

I don't turn down nuttin' but my collar

I ain't turnin' down no money

And I ain't turnin' down no mothafuckin' fade

Now bitch if you're pushin' up the freak with your orangutan-lookin' ass, take some advice and bang SZA ya flat-foot bitch

[Verse 1: SZA]

Itchin' for a climax lasting past 11:30

Do you got it like that, do you really got it like that?

Itchin' for a purpose, I can't seem to scratch the surface

I ain't got it like that, do I really got it like that?

You keep talkin' 'bout time, I got none

You can find me where

The sun don't never end and the waves don't part

You don't pay enough of my rent, don't start

I got big dreams and you got quick scheme to get rich quickly

And I don't wanna waste another hour

Really need to take another shower

Dirty for you

[Verse 2: Jay Rock]

Now this that big shell fishscale

BMX on the ramp with the fishtail

Pegs on the front, we gon' get there

We 4 deep at a swapmeet, don't need a 5th wheel

This bitch steal whoever if situations get real

This that fresh out the bounty, bustin' knuckles

Get buckled if you ever try to knock the hustle

Show your hands, watch how I shuffle (No cuts)

And show you why they hate more niggas than Uncle Ruckus

Rollin' up that boondock, some call it moon rock

Gotta keep that bass in my step, dope in a tube sock

Gotta do what I do to remain on

So all a nigga need is good love when I come home

Cause the baby's gotta eat, baby the rent's been due lately

And I just caught a hot one, I ain't tryna go too brazy

Fugazi, not me, me and my niggas not sweet

Give you thug passion, how you walkin' around knock-kneed

I'm the silver bullet movin' at top speed

Show you how to get it and get away with it scott free