Top Songs By Cakes da Killa
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cakes da Killa
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rashard Caliel Bradshaw
Songwriter
Noah Beresin
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Really thought you was the Ken to my Barbie
I see I gotta dodge you like Onika did Safaree
Quick to save face when we pumped through the lobby
Sucks that we couldn't a keep a buck, I'm sorry so
Goodnight, booked flight, red eye on the West Coast
Promoter's got my money so it's on to the next show
All bark, no bite, diggin' on my mental
Why you always frontin'? Keep it real, it's essential
A smokin' gun, razor blade on tongue
Mind games just for fun, should've hit it and run
Caught out on the limb, we shoulda kept it at done
Now I'm sittin' in my feelings with my face all numb
But, who's that peeking in my window?
I guess they got the word out, 'cause now your boy is single
I'ma hit the city up and I'm down to mingle
Players talkin' fly shit, I wonder what their mouth do
[Verse 2]
You think this shit is sweet like honey to a bee
I been attractin' ballers and actors around me
I been here already, Jersey bred like Fetty
My come up is kinda steady so groupies be flockin' heavy
The thirst is so cute, chickens up out the coup
They perched up on the roof just waitin' on me to swoop in
Here come my ex, he sitting there lookin' stressed
I'm movin' on to the next, he callin' and send a text like
"Yo, it's Cakes, if you got somethin' sweet to say
Just leave your name and number after the beep" (Alright, alright)
[Verse 3]
(New phone, who dis?)
(New phone, who dis?)
(New phone, who dis?)
(New phone, who dis?)
[Verse 4]
New phone, who dis? Cutthroat, ruthless
Don't appreciate my love, then I leave you lookin' stupid
You know how I do this, I switch up so quick
Could catch me gettin' wasted doin' Jell-O shots with Cupid
New phone, who dis? Cutthroat, ruthless
Don't appreciate my love, then I leave you lookin' stupid
You know how I do this, I switch up so quick
Could catch me gettin' wasted doin' Jell-O shots with Cupid
[Verse 5]
(New phone, who dis?)
(Movin' on to the next, he callin' and send a text like)
(New phone, who dis?)
(Callin' and send a text like)
(New phone, who dis?)
(Movin' on to the next, he callin' and send a text like)
(New phone, who dis?)
[Verse 6]
High maintenance, very little patience
The moves I be makin' wipe the smiles off **** faces
Gotta serve a gutter, keep 'em tied up like my laces
Keep a killer roster just to cover all my bases
High maintenance, very little patience
The moves I be makin' wipe the smiles off **** faces
Gotta serve a gutter, keep 'em tied up like my laces
Keep a killer roster just to cover all my bases
Tummy gettin' flatter, ass gettin' fatter
Watch me serve it up, lil' hex on the platter
And I'm blockin' fools in my Gmail with chatter
Watch me whip it up, top chef with the batter
New phone, who dis? Switch up my blueprints
Twist up my body on the ceilin' leavin' footprints
The best you ever had had to re-up on some new shit
Feelin's get you hurt, comin' at me on some rude shit
[Verse 7]
New phone, who dis? Cutthroat, ruthless
Don't appreciate my love, then I leave you lookin' stupid
You know how I do this, I switch up so clueless
Could catch me gettin' wasted doin' Jell-O shots with Cupid
New phone, who dis? Cutthroat, ruthless
Don't appreciate my love, then I leave you lookin' stupid
You know how I do this, I switch up so clueless
Could catch me gettin' wasted doin' Jell-O shots with Cupid
[Verse 8]
(Callin' and send a text like)
(New phone, who dis?)
(Movin' on to the next, he callin' and send a text like)
(New phone, who dis?)
(Callin' and send a text like)
(New phone, who dis?)
(Movin' on to the next, he callin' and send a text like)
(New phone, who dis?)
(Callin' and send a text like)
Written by: Noah Beresin, Rashard Caliel Bradshaw