Kendrick Lamar, SZA, Jay Rock - Easy Bake lyrics

This shit is fresh out the oven
Fresh out the oven

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 hit's
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

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'

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

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

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

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

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