Ridin’ Chevy Baker Ya Maker

[Verse]
Baker Ya Maker, bitch I be inhaling vapors
Just a kid from the park, I hit [?]
We gettin' wild as the dark, now you're runnin' with demons
Just a group of motherfuckers here to show you what pain is
Life, we don't give a fuck rollin' in a Chevy truck 22 with the buck, busta bitches better duck
Pullin' in and miss the smoke
Chiefin' on that evil bud
Out here tryna deal with Baker, still to me, I don't give a fuck
Chevy rollin' clean
Mouth, crooked teeth
Bitches on my dick cause they want me to treat 'em like a queen but I can't do that cause I fiend for that mothafuckin' green
Drop it off your ass all before I cause a fuckin' scene
Dim the lights, the streets are dark
Stray dogs bark as the pistols sparks
Just another night when you're livin' in the park
But money in the ocean and I am the shark
Creepin' slow, the demons in control
But you clouded by the voices telling me to kill a hoe
Screamin', "Don't let 'em go! Just kill it for the dough," It ain't nothing but another fucking meaningless oath
I'm getting high
So I can touch the sky
Daydream about the money, bust a livin' and rhyme
Making beats and music just so I can pay us a time
Waitin' for my dear way back and close my eyes