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 clubbin'

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 givin' me face (Ugh), nah, your hoe ain't safe (Brrt, woo, woo)

****, 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 blowin' on my fist (Blowin')

These **** be clonin' 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