[Hook: Tyga]
On this baking soda
Drop a four in the pot, make an ounce to a rock
Put it to your lip
On this boiling water, Heavy on the block
Hit the strips, set up shops, Stayed with a Glock
On this Arm & Hammer
Chopper with a bandana, make a n***a a** shake, Grip handle
All my sh** crack n***a, crack n***a
All my sh** crack n***a, crack n***a
[Verse 1: Plies]
All I need is baking soda
And the fork, and a scale
Now let's hope that these n***as don't tell
All I need a bad b**h
Who will s** me on the road
So I don't fall asleep driving with the dope
I'mma tell you what I don't need
And that's some n***a in my business
When I go to cop i don't take them with me
That's a lesson that I did learn
And the crackers get behind you
Don't you turn off, n***a they will pull you
One thing that I do know, if they ask
And they search you and your car
You better tell them "hell no!"
If my lawyer ain't with me, Motherf**er ain't talking
I got a motherf**ing pistol in my pocket
If I get another quaalude
She will love me in the morning
This Liquor got me feeling like I'm Tony
Take a look at the bad guy
Motherf**er don't want that
I ain't never crossed a n***a who didn't have it coming
I swear!
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Plies]
You gotta to watch a n***a out here
They put cut on the otta
We done sold you something that won't turn over
Hit y'all with a flim flam
He went and f** up your cash
Now you're looking for a n***a with your mask
And the games that I don't play
Took a loss in a minute
n***a trapping a n***a a**, gotta feel it
I ain't spared nobody, nobody
I ain't spared nobody, nobody
Keep a head on the swivellater
sh** is got real creep
Everybody out here tryna eat
The Young n***a wylin' at em'
See, I'm wylin' right with em'
When it come to the cash I feel them
I ain't taking no loses
Everything gotta count
Breaking mine all down to the ounce
All I need is a big lick, big chain
Big bank, this year all i'm doing is big things
[Hook x2]