LYRIC

You can call me Bake Sinatra
I be posted with the mobbers
Catch me getting to the cream, I'm a motherfucking hustler
You don't really want problems, I'ma bad motherfucker
Fucking with a good girl gotta hide me from her father
Its a very cruel world and I'm coming from the bottom
Gotta keep it old school but my drugs they all be modern
I don't follow no rules like I don't know what the law is
Went to medical school all these [?] prescription bottles
Bow down little bitch
Better watch your fucking tone man
Smoking OG Kush and that shit got me choking
G's on me got them grams like an old man
Eddy fucking Baker meet your maker I'm the omeg
California nigga so I never seen a snow man
Pops was a coke man
I started as a dro man
I touched a little money but I knew that I want more man
My eyes fucked up, I can't see you through my Raybans
Mother fuck a hater real shit my Momma proud of me
In my private practice praticing some Greys Anatomy
Bitch all on my dick
And her mouth just like some cavities
Smoking on some strong got me higher than the gravity
Handsome piece of shit
I can tell why they mad at me
You sober as a bitch and I always got a bag of weed
Bundled from a ditch now they calling me your majesty
I run my niggas bitch
Why the fuck is you harassing me

You can call me Bake Sinatra
I be posted with the mobbers
Catch me getting to the cream, I'm a motherfucking hustler
You don't really want problems, I'ma bad motherfucker
Fucking with a good girl gotta hide me from her father
Its a very cruel world and I'm coming from the bottom
Gotta keep it old school but my drugs they all be modern
I don't follow no rules like I don't know what the law is
Went to medical school all these [?] prescription bottles

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