
cakecopypaste Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I had to run it up,
Get it up, gone
Lil buddy all on my trail
Copy paste, just to see what we on
Quan
Know I'm saying, know I'm saying
Cross on my body, yeah
(Cross)
Chase a bag gotta go get that pape
(That bag)
Working I'm on the clock,
(The clock)
Punchin' in but I cannot be late
(I punch)
Chasing cheese imma keep up this pace
(Pace)
Warning signs and it's all on her face
(Her face)
Pumping this shit don't do brakes,
(Nah)
I got some shit on the way
(yeah)
Cake, cake, cake,
Cake, cake, cake
Cake, cake, cake,
Cake, cake , cake
Pumping this shit don't do brakes,
I got some shit on the way
Cake
I got some shit on the way,
I got some shit in surprise
(This Quan)
Baby ain't never just seen this before
Told her don't cover her eyes
(Don't cover your eyes)
She like to get zooted, she fried
(She fried)
Shawty a vibe
(That's a vibe, vibe)
She know that we Bonnie and Clyde ,
Front seat, backseat drive
(Drive)
But back to speaking on pape,
Know that I cannot be late
(This money)
And no I ain't waiting
(Nah)
I'm hitting the gas and shifting the gears,
(This gas)
Not hitting no brakes, come on
They copy and study the flow, but they fail
Keeping that paper like mail
(That paper)
All this godamn overtime,
Know that I'm grinding for real
(I swear)
Stacking and praying for real
(I swear)
Staying away for real
(Come on)
These folks don't mean me no good
(Not really)
So they really having bad ideas
(Yeah)
And it gotta make a lil sense,
She throwing it back, and I flinched
(She throwing it back)
I'm crossing em up and I'm saucing em up
While them other boys riding the bench
That's so unfortunate like
I had to run it up,
Get it up, gone
Lil buddy all on my trail
(Man)
Copy paste just to see what we on
You still on the bench?
Get up, let's go
Cross on my body, yeah
(Cross)
Chase a bag gotta go get that pape
(That bag)
Working I'm on the clock,
(The clock)
Punchin' in but I cannot be late
(I punch)
Chasing cheese imma keep up this pace
(This pace)
Warning signs and it's all on her face
(Her face)
Pumping this shit don't do brakes,
(Nah)
I got some shit on the way
(yeah)
Cake, cake, cake,
Cake, cake, cake
Cake, cake, cake,
Cake, cake , cake
Pumping this shit don't do brakes,
(1quan)
I got some shit on the way
Cake