Cameo3x - Cake Lyrics

I hang around them members, know they gone shoot if I say
Huh you ain't talkin' bout cake, nigga, get the f*ck out my way
I'm chasing that bag damn near everyday, fell in love with the cash, love bluefaces
I go high top rick owens, with the jumbo f*cking laces
Must don't know three time having killers, boy you better get out the way
Know all my niggas they really be sinners, might just go walk yo ass down with that drac
This bitch real bad huh, but she ain't got taste
Go on a drill with my mask on, swing on the opp block with the k
Boy you better keep a muhf*ckin' pistol, might not know what's gone happen
Nigga claim he my partner but on ig sneak dissing what happened
Like how that shit happen, I know this hard work gone pay off
So I just stick to this rapping
Cameo can't go for none, so I keep my muhf*ckin' ratchet (Ratchet)
Huh I keep my muhf*ckin' gun, nigga ask me to whip out them racks
Lil nigga I'm having a ton
Ian' never fold on my bros, I be keeping it real I'm one and one (One and one)
Ian' with that fake kicking, that shit so lame
Lil bruh you must think I'ma punt
Bad bitch in college, I'm tryna go on a pj
Huh, Ian' gon cap, I'm tryna fly private
I'm making money right off this rap shit
But I'm tryna blow off just like rocket (Okay, okay, three times)
I'm done arguing bitch Ian' toxic
New balenci in the store, go cop it (Go cop it)
Then I go home and bitch I go pop it, play with the gang put fye' to yo noggin
I hang around them members, know they gone shoot if I say
Huh you ain't talkin' bout cake, nigga, get the f*ck out my way (You ain't talkin bout cake)
I'm chasing that bag damn near everyday fell in love with the cash love bluefaces
I go high top rick owens, with the jumbo f*cking laces