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t4ylor - bakery meds lyrics

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[chorus]

i know they hating on me
this life it come with a fee
ain’t showin’ it’s getting to me, but all of these drugs have been getting to me
my homies rollin’ the weed
b-tches be trynna mislead
you send me them links i’ll delete
while you bangin’ my sh-t on repeat

[verse 1]

that b-tch go down (yeah)
f-ck her facedown (yeah)
you rollin’ loud?
give me a shout
we p-ssin’ round
till it run out
we counting pounds on pounds on pounds that don’t run out

do this for my fam, b-tch, you know we going way up
they know they can’t compete against my team so they hate us
stuck up in our ways there ain’t no way that you can change us
b-tch down in my crib she get to strippin’ like it’s vegas

that b-tch drop it low for me
i get the bag like groceries
i’m all about the money only sharing with my coterie
signing checks in front of notary
bad b-tch hit me up to make a home movie

[chorus]

i know they hating on me
this life it come with a fee
ain’t showin’ it’s getting to me, but all of these drugs have been getting to me
my homies rollin’ the weed
b-tches be trynna mislead
you send me them links i’ll delete
while you bangin’ my sh-t on repeat

[verse 2]

f-ck you if you hate me, keep your opinions owning my lane
ain’t worried bout no come up, yo b-tch c-mming screamin’ my name
she getting her knees dirty cause she thirsty playing’ mind games
i’m ducking from the f-ckers that be aiming down on my name

driven on a mission, in ambition. i’m an expert
i’m always trynna get it you can tell just by my effort
precise in all my sh-t not one to crack when under pressure
she going down so often she complaining that her neck hurt

money coming quicker
guarantee i cash out
att-tude is sour from the diesel gotta bad mouth
team is off the mixture
know we gonna act out
got a foreign b-tch, she be dancinig with her -ss out

cash out
cash out
my wrist is in the rocks
it’s practically a galaxy when staring at the clock

[chorus x2]

i know they hating on me
this life it come with a fee
ain’t showin’ it’s getting to me, but all of these drugs have been getting to me
my homies rollin’ the weed
b-tches be trynna mislead
you send me them links i’ll delete
while you bangin’ my sh-t on repeat

- t4ylor lyrics

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