Cakey Cakey

(الألبوم: Songs That People Emailed Me About Asking Why I Hadn't Put Them On Streaming Platforms - 2019)

Imma grind non stop til I til I touch this cake

Don't stop let me get it get it get it
Lick shots to the air if you with it
Shitting on these critics got a freak up in the civic
And I drop it full acidic imma get it in a minute
And I roll it up and hit it to the dome like a fitted
I'm pro with the dros I'm blown like a fifty
Cold in the soul I'm old and I'm rigid
Hoe I don't want'cha just be a lonely critic
Get up on the pole and start strippin
Let it all out bitch, fuck what you inhibit
Mane that pussy on exhibit
Get up on this dick froggy style, ribbit
If you snitchin I will hit you with my widget
U-G-L-Y who I be
Spitting you the prophecies raw
Ain't no stopping me, haters is a mocking breed
I'm gonna ball till I fall
Tripping into my black hole run up in the pussy
And the asshole, get it all
If you fucking with my peoples I'm murderous
And evil and I'm never ever crawl

Imma grind non stop til I til I touch this cake

I want that cakey cakey
These bitches fakey fakey
I'm in this bitch until the planet want to just erase me
Then I'm outer spacing
Hover just above you
All these bitches all theses hoes, I never loved you
Playa shit, get that bread, ye ain't know
I'm on that elevator, watch me go
Pull the covers off you, no more sleeping
Take that plate from you, no more eating
Bitch
Tried to warn you bout these snakes, Garden of Eden
Keep my money, Adam Eve'n till I'm over breathing

Imma grind non stop til I til I touch this cake