Rake
Damn Tyree, Where did you find this?
Why hate (why hate)
Get some cake (get some cake)
Stomp ya out (yeah yeah)
No debate (no debate)
On yo neck (on ya neck)
Like a snake (yeah)
People fake (people fake)
This my fate (yeah yeah)
Why hate (why hate)
Get some cake (get some cake)
Stomp ya out (stomp ya out)
No debate (no debate)
On yo neck (on ya neck)
Like a snake (yeah)
People fake (people fake)
This my fate (yeah yeah)
Yeah they faking
Ain't bout this yeah
We got no relation,
In the booth
This not a vacation
Pop a bottle like
We do celebrations
You got bad vibes
I feel your vibration
Say you with me with me
But you just faking
Cut the tall grass cuz
Niggas be snaking
Riding coat takes
They pray they gone make it
You ain't put in work
You ain't bout to make it
Yeah
You ain't out in work you ain't bout to make it
Had say thrice I hope that they take it
Imma chef and I'm all bout my bacon
Like a young Christ they had me forsaken
All these diamonds shining there ain't no erasing me
Foot on the gas because ain't no more racing me
Imma flex on em nigga wait patiently
Yeah
Imma flex in em nigga wait patiently
Why hate (why hate)
Get some cake (get some cake)
Stomp ya out (yeah yeah)
No debate (no debate)
On yo neck (on ya neck)
Like a snake (yeah)
People fake (people fake)
This my fate (yeah yeah)
Why hate (why hate)
Get some cake (get some cake)
Stomp ya out (Stomp ya out)
No debate (no debate)
On yo neck (on ya neck)
Like a snake (yeah)
People fake (people fake)
This my fate (yeah yeah)
Damn Tyree, Where did you find this?
Why hate (why hate)
Get some cake (get some cake)
Stomp ya out (yeah yeah)
No debate (no debate)
On yo neck (on ya neck)
Like a snake (yeah)
People fake (people fake)
This my fate (yeah yeah)
Why hate (why hate)
Get some cake (get some cake)
Stomp ya out (stomp ya out)
No debate (no debate)
On yo neck (on ya neck)
Like a snake (yeah)
People fake (people fake)
This my fate (yeah yeah)
Yeah they faking
Ain't bout this yeah
We got no relation,
In the booth
This not a vacation
Pop a bottle like
We do celebrations
You got bad vibes
I feel your vibration
Say you with me with me
But you just faking
Cut the tall grass cuz
Niggas be snaking
Riding coat takes
They pray they gone make it
You ain't put in work
You ain't bout to make it
Yeah
You ain't out in work you ain't bout to make it
Had say thrice I hope that they take it
Imma chef and I'm all bout my bacon
Like a young Christ they had me forsaken
All these diamonds shining there ain't no erasing me
Foot on the gas because ain't no more racing me
Imma flex on em nigga wait patiently
Yeah
Imma flex in em nigga wait patiently
Why hate (why hate)
Get some cake (get some cake)
Stomp ya out (yeah yeah)
No debate (no debate)
On yo neck (on ya neck)
Like a snake (yeah)
People fake (people fake)
This my fate (yeah yeah)
Why hate (why hate)
Get some cake (get some cake)
Stomp ya out (Stomp ya out)
No debate (no debate)
On yo neck (on ya neck)
Like a snake (yeah)
People fake (people fake)
This my fate (yeah yeah)
Damn Tyree, Where did you find this?
Credits
Writer(s): Tyree La Quan Elliott
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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