No Cake

This bitch just trynna get saved, this dick don't come wit no cake
She say it's hers but she cray, I put the bitch in her place
I'm coolin smokin them grapes, been workin on bout 6 tapes
Been lowkey gettin money, cuz these niggaz out chea fake

And these niggaz all for they self, don't wanna see a nigga shine
They actin like it's so hard to share, when I hit a milli it's mine
Still sellin nickels and dimes, you pussies need to retire
I'm so close to gettin signed, it's been a hell of a grind
I'm boardin a jet, fly to Miami, talk to my girl and kiss on her neck
I'm gettin it wet, gettin a check, I'm gone hit a mil you know that's a bet
Just give me one chance, ain't got shit to prove, You know how I'm comin, you know how I do
You never upset, you never confused, I tell you da truth, don't need an excuse
Put gold on my tooth, or should I say teeth, 4 at the bottom make me look unique
Rub onnat pussy or rub on her feet, But don't get it twisted cuz she ain't fa me
They lovin the fame, they lovin my name, but bitch I don't need it, you keep the change
I'm makin a lane, I'm goin insane, the best rapper out, they think that I'm playin
I'm spittin cocaine, it's all in yo vein, if you ain't addicted them reup again
I'm neva gone stop, my feet up again, bitches be lying so I do the same
I don't complain shit don't go my way, I don't let nobody fuck up my day
I don't let nobody smoke up my grapes, niggaz be snitching and bitches be fake
Smokin a ounce that I can't even taste, bitch fell in love like this is a race
I told her she won, na get out my face, clutchin this gun I love when she spray
Nowhere to go then just get out the way, I shoot the drum, reload the clip
Shoot it again wit a smile on my face, Savey So just put a thot in her place, Aye

This bitch just trynna get saved, this dick don't come wit no cake
She say it's hers but she cray, I put the bitch in her place
I'm coolin smokin them grapes, been workin on bout 6 tapes
Been lowkey gettin money, cuz these niggaz out chea fake

In a Lac kickin back, goin hard on tracks, GrapeGanGG on da same thang guns go "BRRAATT!"
Push a nigga shit back, if he don't get back, shoot his bitch ass wit the mufuckin Mac
Errbody think that a light skin nigga won't set it off, I can prove dat
Give ya homeboy tool back, got me fucked up wit one ah these new cats
I was in the street wit the sun and the heat, like Nino call me New Jack
If she wanna trip, I just let her mouth off, get a bitch wit a bigger booty
I be in da trap coolin, huh, rollin up a fat doobie
Look, I was fuckin hoes way back boy, same time you was bitchin bout cooties
I can't let a nigga play me, Naa dat just ain't me
FUCK 12 bitch I never been a coward, stand up to the brave team
So many people love me, shidd, somebody gotta hate me
Told God let my fam get straight first, a hunned mil before you take me, please

Sick shit from a sick nigga, I den came up gettin rich nigga
Which one ah make me FEEL richer? Ralph Lauren or Hilfiger
She say this dick fa her, I say you must be CRAY!
Aye, bitch I don't know you anyway

This bitch just trynna get saved, this dick don't come wit no cake
She say it's hers but she cray, I put the bitch in her place
I'm coolin smokin them grapes, been workin on bout 6 tapes
Been lowkey gettin money, cuz these niggaz out chea fake