MASK UP

I wear a mask with no mandate

I’m in the cut like a band aid

I got the dough let my bread bake

Sippin on syrup no pancake

Work with the work till my hands ache

You niggas dusty no fan blade

Stacking my lettuce and I’m going ham while I’m touching the bread call me mayonnaise

It’s no contest (NO)

I’m hangin with killers in convicts

They speak on my name with no context (shhh)

I’m concave you convex

You simple Jack in I’m complex

Shawty give me more neck than the Loch Ness

I wear a mask with no mandate

I’m in the cut like a band aid

I got the dough let my bread bake

Sippin on syrup no pancake

Work with the work till my hands ache

You niggas dusty no fan blade

Stacking my lettuce and I’m going ham while I’m touching the bread call me mayonnaise

and it’s obvious

That you niggas ain’t got no confidence

You incompetent

I’m a CD you a floppy disk

I’m bout this shit you a hobbyist (gang)

you make a choice I’m the consequence

So pick a side and get off the fence

I found your ass in the dryer vent

Pockets packing that pocket lint