[Intro]
Hold these biscuits, ma. We 'bout to go 'in

[Verse 1: Jams]
Flow that is so beautifully ominious, can't tell where the model is
Usually synonomis writing a letter to yourself, anonymous
Consequence is where I'm at, I'm MOCO say it with just the consenants
Kept without the oh oh, I'm loco got the swerve on local confidence

Openly bringing prominence back cause our game is so monotonous
Mixed, sick with no antioxidants, studdied by the smartest psychologists
With the problem is they get flame on the section where the comments is
Predominant actor slash rapper, that's fucking marvelous

[Verse 2: Stealthy G]
Stealthy G is swift like a dull knife going through the butter
Blow your brains out on the street, get yo mind out the gutter!
And we're the new daddy's of rap, like a motherfucker
Just don’t talk shit about someone I love, like a crew brother
And in this chronicle of rap, Flex Rex acts as the Leviticus
We got other rappers running away, like they're stuck in Exodus
They're intimidated by the smell and deliciousnous
Of all the baked rappers eating all the fresh-baked biscuits

[Hook]
Catch me whippin in the kitchen
For these diamonds that I’m grippin
I’m making bank I’m making biscuits
And your bitch is on my hit list
Catch me flexin on this mob shit
Catch me rollin on some boss shit
I hear you do that talk a lot shit
And I'mma take your life like hostage
[Verse 3: Flexasaurus Rex]
REDTRAPSTA IN THE TRAP BE RACKED UP
FUCK WITH REDS MONEY YOUR BODY GETS BAGGED UP
POLICE RIDIN ROUND GOTTA PUT DEM MACS UP
YA WHOLE FAMILY GETS SNATCHED IF YOU ACTIN UP
AIN'T NO TALKIN WE JUST SHOOTIN THATS THE ONLY OPTION
FUCK BUYIN BATMAN WHIPS BRA IM FUCKIN ROBIN
FUCK BISCUITS ILL TAKE YOUR WHOLE FAM HOSTAGE
PUT YA SNITCH ASS IN THE HOT SEAT UNTIL YOU START TALKIN

[Verse 4: Lift Bars]
Yo, been laying low so if you don't know I'm Lift Bars
Smoking on this track more than when Ken Block drifts cars
Besides for my homies in this cypher, I trust no one
Just give me an instrumental and I grab at it like I got 4 thumbs
I'm Robin Hood with the flow, leave your body in the Nile River
Equip the arrows in my quiver and watch your ass quiver
Put an apple on your head boy, you know I won't miss it
My dick rolls deep in your girl like butter in a biscuit

[Hook]

[Verse 6: R23]
It’s R23 I'm like when RZA meets Jordan
Everyday I’m ballin and so many bitches courting
Ain’t no hurtin me or stopping me nobody ever droppin me
I’m poppin off like soda tabs your mind is soon to follow B
Biscuits in the kitchen cuz we living on that soul food
Working so our futures will be greener than your Whole Foods
Once you hear my bytes your life will never be the same
It’s the R 2 the 3 don’t you dare forget the name
[Verse 7: Rattatatrappa]
Busting in the trap I’m heavy strappin with that gat
All these bitches talk like guns cuz they say Rattatatrap
Blasting on these bitches cuz I spray em like a hose
And I’m fucking with your bitch but I ain’t keep it on the low
Cuz fuck it if you know I know that you ain’t doing shit
And if you do then I’ll make sure that yo ass lying in a ditch
I’m grinding for that paper all my haters make no difference
Cuz nothings standing in the way of me getting my biscuits

[Hook]

[Outro]
Give me back my biscuits, ma. We done rappin'. We eatin'!