[Intro 1: Mando Fresco]
Turn it up. Remember, man, The Bake Sale, in stores now. Mando, Cool Kids, let's go!

[Intro 2: Chuck Inglish + Sir Michael Rocks]
Ayo, Mikey, what' up?
Yo, I'm doin' the knowledge, Chuck, I'm tryna get full and paid
Check this out; since William Morris is our agency, right?
Yeah
Cara Lewis is our agent
Word up
C.A.K.E. Recordings is the record company
Indeed
So, what we rollin' in?
I'm rollin' in a Mustang 5.0
So check this out; since we talkin' over this def' beat I put together
I wanna hear some of them def' rhymes
And, together, we could get full and paid

[Verse: Sir Michael Rocks]
In the shade cats always try to sun me
If it's sunny then the shades flip face it
Hate is a waste, I'm erasing the bass of the basics
Pencil, stencil come trace this
I mean, darling copy this
Brain slip, put it on a floppy disk
Ain't shit, ah -- let me clear my esophagus
They all throat lozenges, not the cure
But for sure they'll stop some shit
So put the game on pause, they stallin' darlin'
Merlin's magic I toss on rappin'
They say they rhymes is all tens that's y'all talkin'
To me ya songs is all fours like dogs walkin'
Walk with them the hospital a little bed'll probly speed the process
A little ritalin for gentlemen who couldn't sip what I step
They was doin work I was asleep at my desk
Yes, how many z's can he catch?
Dressed like he was ready for recess
Yes, the same Jordans and the Starter that I had when I was 5
Got em back in my size
Said, "Fuck a 9 to 5"
'Cause if I rhyme, I can get paid all the time
So no diss to the fish filet
Chuck, kick the bass
'Cause I'm full and paid
[Bridge: Instrumental + sample]
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[Outro: Mando Fresco]
Aye, man, let's get into this next; this my shit right here, it's called—