Bakery Lyrics

Yeah, aye (Gang, yeah)

Yeah, aye (Ugh)

Yeah, aye, Yeah, aye (Slatt, slatt)

When it comes to the bread, I got keys to the bakery

It ain't 'bout a bag, then you don't got shit to say to me (Say)

Run it up, quick, so fast, but yet still, I do it gratefully (Yeah)

I'm tryna hop in that Jag, doing the dash, who tryna race with me? (Hey, yeah)

Your lil' bro had a shot, but he blew it

Waking up early, I gotta get to it (Gotta get to it, yeah)

Right when I walk in, they know I'm too lit

I told her, "I will not love you, I am not cupid"

Whipping that Masi', you know that I do this (Woah)

Out of my mind, you think I'm going stupid (Okay)

Think I'm going schiz' (Yeah, oh)

Call my brother, he sendin' a blitz

Fuck a toilet, I know I'm the shit (Yeah, oh)

I, fuck around stack it up quick

Know I be in the 6 (Yeah, oh)

Pushing this whip with a kit

Lil dude bet' not fool hisself, I ain't never been a lick (Yeah, oh)

The way that I run it up, I got some stamina (Okay)

Prayin', protecting my anima (Yeah)

She got me all on her camera

Get me off camera

Feel like RJ, 'cause I'm banded up

Yeah, I'm banded up (Yeah, ah)

No idea why she running them games, I ain't tryna play examiner

She said I blocked her, I was on a plane

I'm on a flight right to Canada

I do not do back & forth, 'cause it's lame

How could you think I was mad at you? (Yeah-yeah)

Thought he could try it, not using his brain

We gon' leave it for the janitor (Yeah, ah)

Yeah, aye (Gang, yeah)

Yeah, aye (Ugh)

Yeah, aye, Yeah, aye (Slatt, slatt)

When it comes to the bread, I got keys to the bakery

It ain't 'bout a bag, then you don't got shit to say to me (Say)

Run it up, quick, so fast, but yet still, I do it gratefully (Yeah)

I'm tryna hop in that Jag, doing the dash, who tryna race with me?

When it comes to the bread, I got keys to the bakery (Yeah, oh)

It ain't 'bout a bag, then you don't got shit to say to me (Yeah, oh)

Run it up, quick, so fast, but yet still, I do it gratefully (Yeah, oh)

I'm tryna hop in that Jag, doing the dash, who tryna race with me? (Hey, yeah)

Gang, gang, gang