Baking Soda - Dave East

Yeah, I ain’t been to sleep in so long

We up

The stove on, flame rising, baking soda ready

I got the work, watch it cook, time to go already

The way I’m moving through these streets, they think I’m on already

I know we might look light, but trust, we more than heavy

The stove on, flame rising, baking soda ready

I got the work, watch it cook, time to go already

The way I’m moving through these streets, they think I’m on already

I know we might look light, but trust, we more than heavy

Diddy bopping down Lexington, foreign women check for him

I done seen the best of men drunk reading New Testament

All these niggas pussy, trust me, I can peep the estrogen

Keep the heater tucked, it clean you up just like it’s Mexican

Narcs was text messaging, if you cop no less than ten

Hustle with my next of kin, bless them like your reverend

Pussies packed with heroin, I done seen some spooky shit

You know we shot your man, but you ain’t had the heart to do this shit

I earn for keeps, disturb the peace, I feel like Ludacris

I swerve in Jeeps, time to burn the streets for all this foolishness

Niggas jeans still tight, guess you dressing European

Smoking dust in your dutch

They tried to rob, they heard I’m rein'

The stove on, flame rising, baking soda ready

I got the work, watch it cook, time to go already

The way I’m moving through these streets, they think I’m on already

I know we might look light, but trust, we more than heavy

The stove on, flame rising, baking soda ready

I got the work, watch it cook, time to go already

The way I’m moving through these streets, they think I’m on already

I know we might look light, but trust, we more than heavy

Twenty-eight grams in an ounce

Thirty-six o’s in a kilo, my connect like El Chapo

Nephew name was Carleto

Drop me off in that pot, let me dry on that napkin

Then chop me up on that plate

After that you should get to bagging

The epidemic, we pushing limits

Take over buildings, like fuck the tenents, won’t leave no witness

This shit ridiculous, I seen mothers change they pipe before they change they

daughter diaper

Trips to the island, back and forth, just touring Rikers

Money spinning off the pen, see I’m a threat to all the writers

Foreign women, thick and slim, let’s get 'em in, they all are like us

Drought came in, strip was rocking, connect was changing all the prices

Them dykes was sure to hype him, flashing lights was all enticing

The stove on, flame rising, baking soda ready

I got the work, watch it cook, time to go already

The way I’m moving through these streets, they think I’m on already

I know we might look light, but trust, we more than heavy

The stove on, flame rising, baking soda ready

I got the work, watch it cook, time to go already

The way I’m moving through these streets, they think I’m on already

I know we might look light, but trust, we more than heavy