Cake

Girl, you got the cake, come and blow the candle (Woo, woo, woo)
You whispered in my ear that you hold the handle (Handle)
We can take some shots, girl, I got that ammo (Hey)
But, what's your name again, can I get that handle? (Who?)

Girl, you got that cake (Woo)
And I ain't tryna wait (Woo, woo, woo)
Tell me where you stay at (Huh?)
And I'll be on my way, I'll be on my way (Hey)

It's the super-duper, let me introduce you to the life
You can try to trick me, baby, but I never pay the price
I been in the hills with supermodels and they love the white
Every time I pull up empty-handed, bitches wonder why
Girl, you got that cake, can I love it, love it?
You know I'm a gangsta, ain't no lovey-dovey
I could do you right but can't be hubby-hubby
We should spend the night, and while we hit, I'm clubbing

Girl, you got the cake, come and blow the candle
You whispered in my ear that you hold the handle
We can take some shots, girl, I got that ammo (Hey)
But, what's your name again, can I get that handle?

Girl, you got that cake
And I ain't tryna wait
Tell me where you stay at (Hey)
And I'll be on my way, I'll be on my way

On my way (Brrt), brand new bae (Brand new bae)
The money I make (Racks), I'm in a brand new Wraith (Brand new Wraith)
She giving me face (Ugh), nah, your hoe ain't safe (Brrt, woo, woo)
Nigga, look at my safe, I got racks to play (Racks)
Diamond chain, coordinate (Brrt)
Fuck your main in this bitch (Smash)
White cocaine on my wrist (White)
Double D's on the AR, get hit (Rah)
Bad bitch, I done lay up a kiss (Bad)
I put the carats on all of my kids
Big stones, they blowing on my fist (Blowin')
These niggas be cloning my drip (Clone)

Girl, you got the cake, come and blow the candle
You whispered in my ear that you hold the handle
We can take some shots, girl, I got that ammo
But, what's your name again, can I get that handle?

Girl, you got that cake
And I ain't tryna wait
Tell me where you stay at
And I'll be on my way, I'll be on my way

I got robberies in garages, and I'm having tré minages
Word to Mac Dre and the Bay, let's get hype, yeah
I could call her baby, she pretending that she wifey
Locked them franchise boys, oh, I think they like me
You on it, I'm on it
Girl, you got that cake, yeah, I'm on it
Wah-wah-wah-wah, like a baby, baby, I want it
Girl, I know you want some smoother, yeah, I got it

Girl, you got the cake, come and blow the candle
You whispered in my ear that you hold the handle
We can take some shots, girl, I got that ammo (Hey)
But, what's your name again, can I get that handle?

Girl, you got that cake
And I ain't tryna wait
Tell me where you stay at
And I'll be on my way, I'll be on my way