Bake Sinatra lyrics

You can call me Bake Sinatra
I be posted with the mobbers
Catch me getting to the cream, I'm a motherf*cking hustler
You don't really want problems, I'ma bad motherf*cker
f*cking 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 b*tch
Better watch your f*cking tone man
Smoking OG Kush and that sh*t got me choking
G's on me got them grams like an old man
Eddy f*cking Baker meet your maker I'm the omeg
California n*gga 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 f*cked up, I can't see you through my Raybans
Mother f*ck a hater real sh*t my Momma proud of me
In my private practice praticing some Greys Anatomy
b*tch all on my di*k
And her mouth just like some cavities
Smoking on some strong got me higher than the gravity
Handsome piece of sh*t
I can tell why they mad at me
You sober as a b*tch and I always got a bag of weed
Bundled from a ditch now they calling me your majesty
I run my n*ggas b*tch
Why the f*ck 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 motherf*cking hustler
You don't really want problems, I'ma bad motherf*cker
f*cking 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