[Chorus: Priviledge]
Big up the baker, mint chocolate chip is a fix not a flavor
In the streets where we savor these variety packs
Kids’ll choose they own adventure and we minus the map
Find they way right back, like
Big up the baker, mint chocolate chip is a fix not a flavor
In the streets where we savor these variety packs
Kids’ll choose they own adventure and then shuffle revenue
Without a life in these stacks
[Verse: Priviledge]
I wake to the sounds of that snap, crackle, pop pop
So I stay baked, same as bread
Laid grass at my lopsided breakfast table
Sow my seeds in my poppy bagel
Cinnamon toast blunts watching cable
Spooning tang by the ladle-fill
Kid mix it in, part of a well-balanced dreidel spin
Cook it with the faded weed, holler when you make a piece
Made it back from D.C. where the beasties didn’t miss a beat
All my trust-ifarians gon’ flood the dormitory
That’s the one I’m sticking with story
Where was I Tuesday, I was kicking it with Maury
Like I always do, two bowls of oat brand crackling in the afternoon
Captain crunch the numbers and he always came up asking for you
All is know is someone gets rocked when that air gum drops
Reeboks, frozen pudding pops, a shame they couldn’t pops
Six feet under rocky roads over some cookie dough
Niggas is cooking plenty, ready with that tootsie roll
To split your watermelon now or later
Oh Henry he got butterfingers holding on to Reese's Pieces
Jawbreaker heavy AKs is sturdy with the ill releases kill polices
Was the thought in the streets right outside my TV reaches
Respite for the rest of it, remote control chest thought
Smurf berry crunch inside a Gargamel lunchbox
Cereal eating Saturday cartoons triple watch
Snaps with the ginger got a wager on a Nilla Wafer
Bet these Scooby Snacks’ll never make it through the keeper black
You got away to find that fat, after these messages we’ll be right back
Big up the baker, mint chocolate chip is a fix not a flavor
In the streets where we savor these variety packs
Kids’ll choose they own adventure and we minus the map
Find they way right back, like
Big up the baker, mint chocolate chip is a fix not a flavor
In the streets where we savor these variety packs
Kids’ll choose they own adventure and then shuffle revenue
Without a life in these stacks
[Verse: Priviledge]
I wake to the sounds of that snap, crackle, pop pop
So I stay baked, same as bread
Laid grass at my lopsided breakfast table
Sow my seeds in my poppy bagel
Cinnamon toast blunts watching cable
Spooning tang by the ladle-fill
Kid mix it in, part of a well-balanced dreidel spin
Cook it with the faded weed, holler when you make a piece
Made it back from D.C. where the beasties didn’t miss a beat
All my trust-ifarians gon’ flood the dormitory
That’s the one I’m sticking with story
Where was I Tuesday, I was kicking it with Maury
Like I always do, two bowls of oat brand crackling in the afternoon
Captain crunch the numbers and he always came up asking for you
All is know is someone gets rocked when that air gum drops
Reeboks, frozen pudding pops, a shame they couldn’t pops
Six feet under rocky roads over some cookie dough
Niggas is cooking plenty, ready with that tootsie roll
To split your watermelon now or later
Oh Henry he got butterfingers holding on to Reese's Pieces
Jawbreaker heavy AKs is sturdy with the ill releases kill polices
Was the thought in the streets right outside my TV reaches
Respite for the rest of it, remote control chest thought
Smurf berry crunch inside a Gargamel lunchbox
Cereal eating Saturday cartoons triple watch
Snaps with the ginger got a wager on a Nilla Wafer
Bet these Scooby Snacks’ll never make it through the keeper black
You got away to find that fat, after these messages we’ll be right back
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