This is a song about "Baking"

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby/

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I've been baking up these batches since my match lit and went out

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Blast from yo past im a mast to the er in the making open the oven check whats baking,

These young niggas come outta nowhere taking out the heart of that shit, know what i'm saying

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Naked body baking and tasting

No fucks given to any body ill be shaking and baking like ricky bobby

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

Take it to the kitchen, now we're baking bad,