DJ Mustard - Baking Soda lyrics

[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]