Cake

That's a Moshuun track
Mm, magic
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake

Me and my niggas in the back
I love the way she do it like that
Shawty wanna dance on my lap
They say: Flacko boy you getting fat
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake (ayy)
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake (ayy, ayy, ayy)

Shorty she be choosing and he losing
He say he don't really like Aflacko, yeah, he snoozing
I'm getting cake, making cake, wake and bake
It's gon' be a scary sight, so we need some yellow tape
These niggas fake, yeah, these niggas rats
I'm setting all the traps for these niggas, yeah, they rats
I'm finna be rich tryna tell you that's a fact
I ain't never had nothing, took the cash and married that

She say I'm her first love, my first is love is cash
I be getting money, get the cash I love to brag
She say that she love me, but she just want a bag
I can buy a ferragamo flexing with that cash
She say that she miss me
She say that she sad
I say I don't love her, then I make her mad
She say that she wanna hang with 'Flacko but she fast
She just want some chicken
Chicken head she a brag, yea

Me and my niggas in the back
I like the way she do it like that
Shawty wanna dance on my lap
They say: Flacko boy you getting fat
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake

She say I'm her first love, my first love is cash
I be getting money, get the cash I love to brag
She say that she love me, but she just want a bag
I can buy a ferragamo flexing with that cash

Me and my niggas in the back
I like the way she do it like that
Shawty wanna dance on my lap
They say: Flacko boy you getting fat
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake
I be getting all this cake

She say that she miss me
She say that she sad
Niggas fake and I know that they gone squeal
And I'ma take what I want and that's for real
Boy don't get baked tryna slide, I want them deals
I got no hate for no opps, but we can't chill