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da cake - bg illie lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, kb, you certified)
(ayo, [?][0:14], this one go hard)

[chorus: toosig]
i gotta go and get to the cake
you hating*ass n*ggas be in the way
if my pockets on fat, then a n*gga straight
got the pack to my b*tch on a dinner date
super fat like a n*gga already ate
can’t f*ck with these n*ggas, they h*lla g*y
don’t trust ’em, i got that from edna mae
i’m swiping your card like my credit straight
[verse 1: toosig]
where a plate? i’ma eat like i never ate
tappin’ a pound back to back like it’s patty cake
call a b*tch up, she come, ándale
take that ass to the back, f*ck that hoe different ways
see, i switch it up like a different day
that n*gga too tt and renegade
can’t f*ck with that n*gga, he been a snake
if you ain’t gettin’ money, lil’ b*tch, you been in the way
i’m stretchin’ a ‘bow with my left hand
workin’ the scale while i’m gettin’ some neck in
i cannot f*ck with that ho, she too country
but i just might f*ck on her best friend
i’m workin’ my gas on the best end
not trappin’ for clout, i’m workin’ for dividends
we get it in, get it out, and re*get it in
means we get it out soon as it ship in
i’m on some other sh*t
she tryna f*ck, let my brother hit
and you better not be on no funny sh*t
i need my money quick
i cannot wait ’til that money hit
we the young n*ggas that’s runnin’ it
i like to punch in, hit the backwood
my heart got to skippin’ and i cannot function
yeah, b*tch, i’m on it
you can come through if you want it
we mask up and k!ll the opponents
[chorus: toosig]
i gotta go and get to the cake
you hating*ass n*ggas be in the way
if my pockets on fat, then a n*gga straight
got the pack to my b*tch on a dinner date
super fat like a n*gga already ate
can’t f*ck with these n*ggas, they h*lla g*y
don’t trust ’em, i got that from edna mae
i’m swiping your card like my credit straight

[verse 2: bg illie]
and i’m swiping your card like my credit straight (yeah)
and i don’t f*ck with n*ggas, i don’t partic*p*te (i don’t)
we pop at his homie for a demonstrate (brrt)
his whole gang got shook, we eliminate
and i gotta get it by any means (ooh, kb, you certified)
i’m ’bout my check, illie nike (nike)
she wanna f*ck, yeah, she feeling me (what?)
i beat that p*ssy like tyson (ayo, [?], this one go hard)
yeah, beat it, ayy
f*ck her real good, i repeat it
b*tch, i ain’t burnin’, but i’m still gettin’ heated
i feel like jordan chisholm, yeah, i need it
she ride in this drop tryna hide ’cause she cheatin’ (skrrt)
b*tch, i be all in the mix ’cause i’m real as it gets (yeah, i’m real as it gets)
yeah, i’m from the buck, yeah, the 216 (216)
where your cousin might k!ll over b*tches (brrt)
yeah, these n*ggas tender, we shake sh*t like blenders
i was with courland, we playin’ at linda’s
slammin’ each other, we catchin’ these chickers
i’m not rockin’ no tommy, but how did you figure?
we like pimp c and lep g, but this the new wave (yeah)
yeah, i’m rockin’ more chains than a slave (chains)
they know i need hundreds, i love the blue face
yeah, i just need all my cake
[chorus: toosig]
i gotta go and get to the cake
you hating*ass n*ggas be in the way
if my pockets on fat, then a n*gga straight
got the pack to my b*tch on a dinner date
super fat like a n*gga already ate (ooh, kb, you certified)
can’t f*ck with these n*ggas, they h*lla g*y
don’t trust ’em, i got that from edna mae
i’m swiping your card like my credit straight (ayo, [?], this one go hard)

- bg illie lyrics

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