Artist: Jay Rock f/ Kendrick Lamar, SZA
Album:  90059
Song:   Easy Bake
Typed by: Cedmaster3K

[Intro: Jay Rock]
This shit is fresh out the oven, fresh out the oven

[Jay Rock]
I'm back in this bitch, nigga you know what's up
Stackin' my dividends
Straight out that gutta so you know just what you dealin' with, highly belligerent
But that's way before the liquor hits
Roll that kushy kushy, rub on her goodie goodies
Crush her so good, she all on my timeline now
Lookin' lookin', she tryna sabatoge my thing
Never go brazy when you're deep inside the pink
I'm lowkey like a drug dealer
So don't snitch my nigga, get your chips my nigga
Mind your bid'ness, I minds mine, let's get rich my nigga
Take our family on trips my nigga
But if you try me then your wig I'ma split my nigga
And I ain't tryna kill my own kind
But we always losin' to the wrong place at the wrong time, no lie
And they wonder why us niggas always get high
Spend a thou-wow on it just to get fly
Another thou-wow on it just to get by
Fuck it, only got one life to live
Gotta push it to the limit, do it big like

[Chorus: Jay Rock]
What?! This shit is fresh out the oven
Whip game cold, man this shit 'bout to bubble
Big bank rolls, either hate it or love it
If anything goes, just as long as you thuggin'
Just as long as you thuggin', yeah it's fresh out the oven
Whip game cold, man this shit 'bout to bubble
Big bank rolls, either hate it or love it
If anything goes, just as long as you thuggin'
Just as long as you thuggin'
Big bank rolls, just as long as you thuggin'...
Whip game cold, just as long as you thuggin'

[Jay Rock]
I pull up and park, hop out and swag
Grab the Glock out the trunk, other Glock in the stash
Just a regular nigga, with no chains or nothin'
If I do get some shines, you try to snatch (ba-blam!) there's repercussions (ba-blam!) 
And concussions (ba-blam!)
You know what's after that, end of discussions (man down!)
I came a long way from eatin' free lunches
From Mary County checks to makin' these numbers
Oh Lord, I'm just reminiscin'
Kill the beat, some intervention on some inner vision
I don't know cause I'm just goin' with the flow
Whatever's required, I got it goin' for the low

[Kendrick Lamar] + (Jay Rock)
I, parted ways with my old self, I'm a new man
New face with a new stone and the blue van
Blew weight on a bad day with my loosies
Suitcase full of merchandise, that's my new plan
This my new wave, this my new tan
This my summer days in the tropics by the cool sand
This my shakin' down you niggas' pockets, I don't do friends
(And I don't do trends) Fuck it though, I'll ride with you then!
Bring the troops in (I'll fuck around and let 'em loose then)
We'll give 'em blues then (Oh fuck it, call me Bobby "Blue" Bland)
Aye you a fool man (Ridin' by you, swervin' at the intersection)
(Baby come and get your blessing) Aye she gon' fuck with this erection

[Jay Rock]
I got somethin' good for all these hoes
She gotta want the Betty 'fore I call these hoes
Now if I paid for your dress and the perm
That means you an investment bitch, I'ma need my dough in return

{*static; beat switch*}

[Interlude]
"We reportin' live from the 90059 with my nigga Jay Rock 
and this is WTOP Radio and I'm your host DJ Turn Up
I don't turn down nothin' but my collar
I ain't turnin' down no money and I ain't turnin' down no mothafuckin' fade
Now bitch if you're pushin' up the freak with your orangutan-lookin' ass
Take some advice and bang SZA, ya flat-foot bitch~!"

[SZA]
Itchin' for a climax lastin' past 11:30
Do you got it like that? Do you really got it like that?
Itchin' for a purpose, I can't seem to scratch the surface
I ain't got it like that; do I really got it like that?
You keep talkin' 'bout time, I got none
You can find me where the sun don't never end and the waves don't part
You don't pay enough of my rent, don't start
I got big dreams and you got quick scheme to get rich quickly
And I don't wanna waste another hour
Really need to take another shower - dirty for you

[Jay Rock]
Now this that big shell fishscale
BMX on the ramp with the fishtail
Pegs on the front, we gon' get there
We four deep at a swap meet, don't need a 5th wheel
This bitch steal whoever if situations get real
This that fresh out the bounty, bustin' knuckles
Get buckled if you ever try to knock the hustle
Show your hands, watch how I shuffle (no cuts)
And show you why they hate more niggas than Uncle Ruckus
Rollin' up that +Boondock+, some call it moon rock
Gotta keep that bass in my step, dope in a tube sock
Gotta do what I do to remain on
So all a nigga need is good love when I come home
Cause the baby's gotta eat, baby the rent's been due lately
And I just caught a hot one, I ain't tryna go too crazy, fugazi, not me
Me and my niggas not sweet
Give you thug passion, how you walkin' around knock-kneed
I'm the silver bullet movin' at top speed
Show you how to get it and get away with it scott free