HD - Cake (feat. Deon Young, OMB Jay Dee & Ot9Beno)

Money plus power equals fame that's on the gang
She fell in love with my chain she ain't never
Seen no bling bling she in a Birkin she working
She trying to get paid cake cake cake cake I need a taste

Peep my dividends we the new Franklins counting
These Benjamin's we ain't even citizens cake cake
Cake cake cake cake it's looking like Entenmann's
Gang gang gang gang gang gang moving too militant
Running your streets it's something like Michelin ms
We getting like Michigan foreigns we copping you witnessing
Cinnamon seats in different Benz bitches is slipping in
Come take a sip again she want to sin again swallow the
Kid again like I am Jason but I am not intimate you are just
Waisting my time when it's mentioning niggas that's plotting
On me insignificant it's the most infamous gang

Money plus power equals fame that's on the gang
She fell in love with my chain she ain't never
Seen no bling bling she in a Birkin she working
She trying to get paid cake cake cake cake I need a taste

Give me the money I need the breesh
Counting them hunnits in a rafe
I need the cake cake cake cake shorty cute
And she a freak got me bussing of this molly
I'm with the gang gang gang gang
Iced out check out my fit Beno next
They say I'm lit Jaydee home fresh out the pit
We done it again cake the cake bro bro spit
Sit back Henny I sip **** they can't deal with it
Tell them this is big business

I'm sinning if I see your girl I'm swimming
Three shots of the liquor and all of this ****
Gone have her all in her feelings shut up
Listen my body different I had super models
In the trenches so imagine me further on my road to riches
Hello she look delicious but I don't want to fuck
Around and start slipping make her **** have
Me all her in her mentions wait shut up **** I'm a business
But I ain't say it was your business eat the cake do the dishes

Watch a **** go dumb retard OMB they know who we are
Spinning we spinning we spinning in three cars
And somebody got sent to the ER Amiri my denim
Ain't rocking no G-Star I shoot from close I cant see far
Calling up brody he coming won't be far
Ain't back in forth this not a seesaw I got the money
The power respect all that I need cause there ain't nothing left
He playing foul then I pick up a tech scratch that
Now I pick up check eight twenty three I still throw
Up the set she let me **** her as soon as we met I need
A house in the hills and a jet drippy I'm drippy all I know is flex

Money plus power equals fame that's on the gang
She fell in love with my chain she ain't never
Seen no bling bling she in a Birkin she working
She trying to get paid cake cake cake cake I need a taste

Written by:
Lindel Nelson, OMB Dee, Ot9 Beno, Terrell Annunziata

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