𝘾𝙇𝙐𝘽 𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇𝘼 (𝗕𝗢𝗡𝗨𝗦 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗞)

𝗛𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗕𝗘𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗦 𝗥𝗜𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗥 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗦 ❌️🐇 [Lyrics] [Intro] Cee Brad Pitt, yeah Brad Pitt, yeah [Chorus] Cake (What?), cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake I don't give a fuck, 'bout y'all gang or about your place Niggas broke, it sucks, hold up, th-throw a shot up, yeah (What?) Cake, cake, cake, cake (Yeah), cake, cake, cake, cake, cake I'm up in the club with a fake ID (Yeah), I'm in VIP, yeah And my diamonds gleem, yeah, you not seein' me, bitch (What?) I ain't lie to you, yeah, o-on my phone on seen, yeah [Verse] She like fine shit, yeah, I'ma flip the brick, yeah All she know is lick, yeah Need a soldier, clip it, all my soda fizz, yeah Two hoes, I'm in the middle Yeah, you straight up fuckin' lost, throwin' dick all in her throat Tens on tens, bro This not even what in my soda, yeah Also make her dome, put it all in her throat (Yeah) Yeah, she wan' give me closure (Uh-uh), please, just give that throat up Your ho pretty and her toes done (Yeah), I might fuck her soul up [Chorus] Cake (What?), cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake I don't give a fuck, 'bout y'all gang or about your place Niggas broke, it sucks, hold up, th-throw a shot up, yeah (What?) Cake, cake, cake, cake (Yeah), cake, cake, cake, cake, cake Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake I'm up in the club with a fake ID (Yeah), I'm in VIP, yeah And my diamonds gleem, yeah, you not seein' me, bitch (What?) I ain't lie to you, yeah, o-on my phone on seen (Yeah) #ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇʙᴀꜱꜱʀɪᴘᴘᴇʀ