Bake Freestyle

[Intro]

Oh this what we doing?

Aight listen, 2k19 man

C'mon man yall know im coming with a breestyle or freestyle, you know what I mean

2 up 2 down, whats good man

Shout out to The Clipse on this one man

Brooklyn what up man, c’mon man y'all know I gotta talk that shit

Man y'all know the vibes, man y’all know what I'm about to do

Hehe you know I gotta get a lil cocky on this one, gotta get a lil bocky on this one, you heard?

[Verse]

Uh, Uh, fuck what I hater think about me

If I feel it I'ma put it on a album (okay)

I'm tryna get this income and honestly, I could give a fuck about the outcome (okay)

Was looking for a reason to even keep rapping and finally I found one (okay)

Yeah, they just tryna knock you down and you would be a fool if you allowed it, M.A pick your crown up

Last minute in the 4th quarter, I was down one

Then I hit the fade away jumper, shut the crowd up

Feelin' like Tyson, knockin' niggas out in round one

Fuck being number two, I'm comin' for that #1

I need a bad bitch and a down one

’Cause fuckin’ with them hoes gettin' old

I’d rather come home to my own, buy a stove

Ain't nothin' like pussy when you comin' off the road, yeah

I’ma eat that pussy to the bone

"M.A you nasty" shut up bitch, I'm grown

Only goin' platinum, gold ain't a goal

Tunnel vision, I feel like I'm lookin' through a cone

And the streets still rocking with me

Pocket rocket, got it with me (gggllltt)

All that tough shit, hey don't you try it with me

Keep a lion with me just in case

Make a motor mouth nigga hit the brakes

Wrist drippin' like I dipped it in a lake

I'ont care, bitches curve me 'cause my tick is straight (factz)

Sippin' Ace with lobster on my dinner plate

Eatin' great, make your bitch feed me grapes

She got a even face with the Serena cake

Close my curtains on a hater, let 'em see the drapes (okay)

I keep my money a mystery

'Cause I don't know who a friend or a enemy

Never let 'em see what you make (factz)

Niggas told me to get 'em so I'ma get ‘em (get ‘em)

And we ain't drippin' in sauce, we drippin' in venom

That's snakes on the denim, spilling that toxic

I got a brick in my pocket 'cause I don't carry a wallet

Promote money, stop promotin' that violence

But that's word to James Harden, we still holding the rockets (huh)

I don't wanna be the plug man, call me the opposite (why?)

'Cause what's really the plug without the socket?

My money loud, yours on moment of silence (shhh)

Everything quiet, everything silent

The problem is you broke niggas don't know how to be honest

When I was broke, said I was broke

But I got up and grind it (okay)

I'ma cheap motherfucker tho (huh), I love it tho (okay)

I get the money and I hold it for hostage

Got the big yappa, let that bitch sleep in the closet

If I wake her up, best believe she screaming and hollering (boom boom boom)

So stay your ass off of my property

I live in the mountains, I let your bitch see the horizon

Last night she let me poke her like hontas

Thought the bitch was Puerto Rican, found out she was Scottish

We live in two different worlds, we have nothin' in common

Long as she know to open up and let me put it inside her

White car, brown seats, look like a Henny Colada

Make the Audi Matte black, license plate say Wakanda

My bitch said she mad at me, I just bought her designer

And some 30 years Brazilian, now she thinks she's Chewbacca

I'm cool kinda but I'm standin' in fire like who's hotter

I'm one in a million like blue lobster

My swag sick, my drip come with a few doctors (okay), and a lifeguard (why?)

Just so I won't drown in my drip

$32,000 on my wrist, pool bound with a bitch

You in pictures with your gang, that's 10 clowns in a pic

Bozos, wanna be gangstas for another niggas

That's why none of these bitches is fucking with you (stupid)

[Outro]

Stupid! y'all niggas tryna flex for other niggas man

That's y'all problem man, y'all here tryna flex for other niggas man

All these bitches around, y'all out here tryna flex for other niggas man

Fucking weirdos, that's why y'all don't get no hoes

Its M.A and I'm sicker than a mo'fucker, fuck it tho

It's 2k19, had to bring the year in right man

You know what I mean? It's Brooklyn