Getting Cake Lyrics

Bitch, it ain't gotta be my birthday, for me, go out, get some cake

In here feelin' like Lil' Tunchie, riding' around with a baby drake

Ouchea still livin' like I'm Poor, caught myself washin' paper plates

On the road to the riches, it's some risk I had to take,

Choppa with a big banana clip, I'm slidin', rockin' Bape

Swear my lil' bitch bad as fuck, her face card & ha shape

All this gas I got, go bag it up, let's double-check the weight

You niggas all in the way, man, get the fuck up out the way

Its niggas hungry in these trenches, tryin' finesse and find a plate

I been stuck down at the bottom, hopin' that I find a way

Laws get behind this scat pack, turn this bitch into a race

Niggas tryna hit off a scam, be on time at the chase

Hit my line if it's about money, I don't care the time of day

Feel like I should be Lil' Simon, ho, come do what Simon say

Steady throwin' all that shade, but, bitch, I'm still gon' shine today

Played ball all my life, shit, I'm the go-to for the play

Life a gamble, bet on me, I'm guaranteed to make some shake

Mask up like COVID, can't get sick, he sippin' wockhart straight

Probably goin' through all kinda shit and still tell you I'm straight

Cause, you can't do shit anyway, so at the end of the day,

I just look at this shit like another day

Get money, we count these racks, do da dash while I'm in this scat,

Pull up, get served at the back, him, I'm That!

These drugs gon' help relax, Hit club turned up to the max,

On the East, you know where I'm at, Nigga

Bitch, it ain't gotta be my birthday, for me, go out, get some cake

In here feelin' like Lil' Tunchi, riding' around with a baby drake

Ouchea still livin' like I'm Poor, caught myself washin' paper plates

On the road to the riches, it's some risk I had to take,

Choppa with a big banana clip, I'm slidin', rockin' Bape

Swear my lil' bitch bad as fuck, her face card & ha shape

All this gas I got, go bag it up, let's double-check the weight

You niggas all in the way, man, get the fuck up out the way Nigga

Get money, we count these racks, do da dash while I'm in this scat,

Pull up, get served at the back, him, I'm That!

These drugs gon' help relax, Hit club turned up to the max,

On the East, you know where I'm at Nigga.. 3

Let's get this cake, ion kno why y'all hate