Bake Sale

Hold up rigor mortis

This shit crazy like an episode of Rick and Morty

They supportive and all on board, but that new wave's gonna flip them over

So here we are, on the same topic but that same page is a different story

Like your life's boring, and mine's not

When I hit the booth and I start recording

Hit the play button, hear me say something

Damn he made something you probably won't like

Feel sensations, like I'm on vacation in a new location

Tryna make a playlist for the songs I don't like

She like my poshness, she thinks I'm polite

Can't control I, blue to red like them flashing po-lights

Damn I'm so nice, I'm rocking no ice

It's neat, but lemme break it down for a minute

I could explain it but you still won't get it

I'm really in a hurry on the dash so I'm splitting

They all look at me like that boy done did it

You know I don't stretch cuz the cap ain't fitted

I'm a pest in the game that they can't get rid of

Up and coming rapper like my names Shortlisted

I'm going back in like I just re-enlisted

Watching me slide on the capital

Killing the game on a casual

Checking my picture, the camera

Giving your bitch all the hits and the stamina, ooh

I am so Golden just throw me a bone

Region been flopping since Beezus been home

Baby, you're looking worried

Surely I'm back, but don't call me Shirley

Your bitch spinning that Overtime

Take my Beefeater over lime

Drinking and smoking been at it again

Smoking a rapper while sipping the gin

Envision the grin, your streams looking low, like what?

Call the commissioner in

Soon I'll be sliding my cylinder in

There's not a thing that we're similar in, Beezus, whoa