bake (feat. Jordan Ward)

get the bag and dash

ima skate

ain't no need to wait

bet he want me back

he caught up

he anita bake

shit, feel like i need to bake

the way i'm bout this fuckin cake

shout out mom and dad

to this day

i do what keisha say

i got mind on the money

a dime bout the hunnits

i grind cause i want it, yeah

it's mine n i'm gunning

i shine n im stunning

my prime is still coming, yeah

running up a check bitch

jus bussed down my necklace

crab n gourmet breakfast

i'm rich and well rested

get the bag and dash

ima skate

ain't no need to wait

bet he want me back

he caught up

he anita bake

shit, feel like i need to bake

the way i'm bout this fuckin cake

shout out mom and dad

to this day

i do what keisha say

I've wrapped my mind up in money

Don't lie bout the money

Some of y'all been hiding, gotta run me

Been up and down with the money

Fell behind, and fronted

I done really blew through some money

Got too soon money

Then family couldn't really help me

But when we was broke, I still felt rich and wealthy

My bitch so bad, man she can sell me

Just got a luh ass bag, but it's a telly

Shout out mom, no cap

Cause a pops something I never had

If I get rich, will the hoes text back?

Not even 30, seen 30 million racks

Rinse it and I stretch it

Limbo with my lessons

Hamster-wheel a check, but

I won't lose my breath bitch

get the bag and dash

ima skate

ain't no need to wait

bet he want me back

he caught up

he anita bake

shit, feel like i need to bake

the way i'm bout this fuckin cake

shout out mom and dad

to this day

i do what keisha say

girl sobitch so bad

amindi i'm sorry, ima sayima say bitch amindi

but it's gender-neutral

i'm not tryna be misogynist

i-i'm a bitch, too