TYGA lyrics : "Baking Soda ft. Plies"
All I need is baking soda
Drop a four in the pot, make an ounce to a rock
Put it to your left
All I need is brown water
Heavy on the block, hit the strips, set up shops
Stay with a Glock
All I need is anehem
Hot chopper with a bend that'll make a ^!$$% $$# shape
Grip the handle,
All my %#@! crack, ^!$$%
All my %#@! crack, ^!$$%
You ought to watch a !@$@ out here
And put cut on the yogurt,
We gon'sell you something that won't turn over
Hit y'all with a flip flail,
Beat the fvck off your cask
Now you're looking with your mask
And the games that I don't play,
And took a loss in a minute,
!@^% trapping a !@$@ $$#, gotta feel it
I ain't spared nobody
Keep a head on the swift liner
%#@! is got real creep,
Everybody out here tryna eat
Young !@$@s wild and all
See, you don't wanna ride with them
When it come to the cash I feel them
Breaking no loses
Everything gotta count
Breaking mine, I'll die to the ounces
All I need is a big lick, big chain,
Big practice, yeah, all I do is big things
[Chorus:]
All I need is baking soda
And the funk, are you scared
That these !@$@s don't see you?
All I need a bad (*##$
Who will suck me on the row
So I don't fall asleep driving with the dope
I'mma tell you what I don't need
And that's some !@$@ in my business
When I go to Carpoon take him with me
That's a lesson that I did learn
And the cracker get behind me,
Don't you turn off, !@$@ they will fool you
One thing that I d know, if they ask
And they search you, in your car,
You better tell them hand over
While my lawyer ain't with me,
Motherfvcker ain't talking
I got a motherfvcking ? in my pocket
If I get another cradle,
She will love me in the morning,
Look, I got me feeling like I'm Tony,
Take a look at me, I'm bad guy
Motherfvcker don't want that,
I ain't never crossed a !@$@ who didn't
Have it coming
[Chorus:]
All my %#@! crack, ^!$$%
All my %#@! crack, ^!$$%
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