Money Man - Bday Cake lyrics
[Money Man - Bday Cake lyrics]
Walk in the bitch with a bag of some birthday cake
Who finna buy it
You not with the shits, shut your mouth and be quiet
Nigga tried kick my door, I'ma shoot through that shit
Whippin' the vert on some Uzi shit
FN it came with an extra clip
Quit all that extra shit
Niggas is pussy, I smell the estrogen
Burnin' these skittles, I'm tasting the rainbows
This shit just harvested it's bout a day old
93 octane inside of a jar
Diamondback AR dismantle your car
FN Five-Seven disfigure your face
Smokin' grade A cause I'm lovin' the taste
Big yellow foreign and let my bitch whip it
Power to CPN made me a 50
Go down to Memphis and smoke with a Grizzley
Drippin' Balmains I ain't' rockin' no Dickies
Sale a Bag out a vette like a singer with a [?]
She soakin' and wet
Fendi flip flops when I step on a jet
Hold a lil nigga in the air by his neck
Gotta check like a [?]
50 Exotic sent USPS
Man up lil nigga get punched in the chest
Switch up my apartment I burned the address
12 kicked the door and that shit was intense
Gorrila glue seep through the house in the vents
Go to the grow fill that shit up to the tent
Freestyle shit I don't need me a pen
Shout out my nigga [?] in the pen
King of the jungle I hang in the den
She kinda salty cause I fucked her friend
Walked in the bitch with a bag of Biscotti like who tryna purchase
Get shot in the face if you makin' me nervous
Then go to trial I'm beatin' a murder
If that bitch ain't dead then I'm probably gonna curve her
Burnin' on pressure the truth never heard of
These Christian Loub' clean but my money is dirty
Don't call my phone less you buyin' like 30
Wrong address I be closin' the curtains
Lil mama say that she feelin' my turban
When I hit the road I be ridin' in Bourbons
Walk in the bitch with a bag of some birthday cake
Who finna buy it
You not with the shits, shut your mouth and be quiet
Nigga tried kick my door, I'ma shoot through that shit
Whippin' the vert on some Uzi shit
FN it came with an extra clip
Quit all that extra shit
Niggas is pussy, I smell the estrogen
Burnin' these skittles, I'm tasting the rainbows
Who finna buy it
You not with the shits, shut your mouth and be quiet
Nigga tried kick my door, I'ma shoot through that shit
Whippin' the vert on some Uzi shit
FN it came with an extra clip
Quit all that extra shit
Niggas is pussy, I smell the estrogen
Burnin' these skittles, I'm tasting the rainbows
This shit just harvested it's bout a day old
93 octane inside of a jar
Diamondback AR dismantle your car
FN Five-Seven disfigure your face
Smokin' grade A cause I'm lovin' the taste
Big yellow foreign and let my bitch whip it
Power to CPN made me a 50
Go down to Memphis and smoke with a Grizzley
Drippin' Balmains I ain't' rockin' no Dickies
Sale a Bag out a vette like a singer with a [?]
She soakin' and wet
Fendi flip flops when I step on a jet
Hold a lil nigga in the air by his neck
Gotta check like a [?]
50 Exotic sent USPS
Man up lil nigga get punched in the chest
Switch up my apartment I burned the address
12 kicked the door and that shit was intense
Gorrila glue seep through the house in the vents
Go to the grow fill that shit up to the tent
Freestyle shit I don't need me a pen
Shout out my nigga [?] in the pen
King of the jungle I hang in the den
She kinda salty cause I fucked her friend
Walked in the bitch with a bag of Biscotti like who tryna purchase
Get shot in the face if you makin' me nervous
Then go to trial I'm beatin' a murder
If that bitch ain't dead then I'm probably gonna curve her
Burnin' on pressure the truth never heard of
These Christian Loub' clean but my money is dirty
Don't call my phone less you buyin' like 30
Wrong address I be closin' the curtains
Lil mama say that she feelin' my turban
When I hit the road I be ridin' in Bourbons
Walk in the bitch with a bag of some birthday cake
Who finna buy it
You not with the shits, shut your mouth and be quiet
Nigga tried kick my door, I'ma shoot through that shit
Whippin' the vert on some Uzi shit
FN it came with an extra clip
Quit all that extra shit
Niggas is pussy, I smell the estrogen
Burnin' these skittles, I'm tasting the rainbows
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