Cake Up

Flame Daddy
Flame
Hol' up

Bitch I'm stacking paper
Smoke something when I wake up
Living like a playa
This something I can't make up
Really got my cake up
I really got my cake up
Really got my cake up
I really got my cake up
Bitch I'm stacking paper
Smoke something when I wake up
Living like a playa
This something I can't make up
Really got my cake up
I really got my cake up
Really got my cake up
I really got my cake up

Don't say it if you ain't finna do it (know you ain't)
I ran up a bag and I went stupid (in the paint)
Made it to the top like bitch I knew it
I came in feeling like Big Sean lil bitch I do it
You in my way that's ludicrous you need to move bitch
Had to graduate I'm on some new shit
I got all the sauce cuz bitch I'm too legit
Niggas broke I swear to god that they got used to it
Im on some new shit, I'm in an old whip
Banging old Flip, with some old benjis
I'm getting dough bitch and act like I don't know niggas
I made a quick decision then hopped on the road nigga
I exercise my right to vote
I exercise my right to tote
I exercise my right to smoke
I be blowed, nigga stoned
Really I was hitting roads just to get a little dough
Nigga I was broke before
Now, I got racks for show

Bitch I'm stacking paper
Smoke something when I wake up
Living like a playa
This something I can't make up
Really got my cake up
I really got my cake up
Really got my cake up
I really got my cake up
Bitch I'm stacking paper
Smoke something when I wake up
Living like a playa
This something I can't make up
Really got my cake up
I really got my cake up
Really got my cake up
I really got my cake up

I ain't tripping not one bit and yeah I know they hate it
I got the glow I'm rocking gold I'm feeling like a Dayton
I put that shit in motion boy I'm feeling like I'm Payton
I'm really out here on my shit I'm feeling like I made it
You in yo bag Flame
Yeah I know they hate it
This shit slapping ain't it
Yeah I know I made it
I hit the road to Vegas
I got some chips flavor
Imma god nigga Imma innovator
Im the flame creator, a real renovator
I can make some money I just need a pen and paper
Ain't got no time to play no games hell no this shit ain't Sega
You out here arguing with yo bitch hell no that shit ain't playa
These niggas swear to God they real I promise they some fakers
A nigga ballin Laker, these niggas better pay up
Ain't finna take a pay cut
These niggas better pay up
A nigga got his cake up
I really got my cake up

Bitch I'm stacking paper
Smoke something when I wake up
Living like a playa
This something I can't make up
Really got my cake up
I really got my cake up
Really got my cake up
I really got my cake up
Bitch I'm stacking paper
Smoke something when I wake up
Living like a playa
This something I can't make up
Really got my cake up
I really got my cake up
Really got my cake up
I really got my cake up



Credits
Writer(s): Aaryn Hill
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