Flacko Finesse, $tunna, JustInTimeProductions - Gettin' Cake Lyrics

Ayo it's Young Flacko Da Brick God
And Young Stunna in this bitch
Y'all know the vibes
506 Gang, unlocked
Haha, let's get it
Ayo, Turn me up
Yeah yeah, like that
Aight, cool

Now who the fuck wanna talk to me?
I leave ya fucking shook, you can call me Mobb Deep
Dick like Moby, girl you can't hold me
She in the hotel room, and she say papi just fold me
And all the opps that's in the ville, just keep on yelling smoke me
Smoke weed, rollie, fuckboy you get hit with the pollie
Police, she said she got a man, but I'm shootin' pass the goalie
Holy, how the fuck I be so fresh
Bitch, my neck, Spit Ink set
You could never comprehend
She say she want me to fuck her throat
When I ride, I keep a pole
Cause the fiends in my city is getting cold, it's getting old

Smokin' cigarettes and gettin' cake, uh
I keep a gun by my bed just incase, uh
I'm praying to Creator for my faith, uh
Smokin' cigarettes and gettin' cake, uh
I keep a gun by my bed just incase, uh
I'm praying to Creator for my faith, uh

Gettin' cake, gettin' paid, 506 we lead the race
Bitch I do this everyday, ain't no other fucking way
Never ever fucked with hate, you do that shit you gon' get slayed
I hope you know you can't be saved
Always smokin' cigarettes, my gun 50 cabaret
And it's aiming at your neck, if you trynna fuck with the set
We gonna pull up leave you dead, fill your bitch ass with lead if you try to fuck with my Bread
Choppa gun, I cast a spell, and raise some fucking hell

Smokin' cigarettes and gettin' cake, uh
I keep a gun by my bed just incase, uh
I'm praying to Creator for my faith, uh
Smokin' cigarettes and gettin' cake, uh
I keep a gun by my bed just incase, uh
I'm praying to Creator for my faith, uh