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ank baby - fille the room up with cake lyrics

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bro got caught with the work, i’ll be right with ya sir
only gon’ be a minute, i left it running, b+tch we up to something

bro got caught with the work, it ain’t no witness, sir
let’s skate, to the bank, need me a broom, for the rake, what you think?

i’ll fill the room up with cake tonight, i feel the best in the moonlight

you know ain’t nothing fugazi of mine
you better buckle up, life is a crazy ride

i just be surfing a wave, they gon’ ride it
getting off balance, it’s getting a challenge

i bring my sh+ll in like wheezy, i’m outta here

no fear, i’m climbing a mountain here
this sh+t is rеal, nothing amount to here
money gеttin’ long like long hair, wanna come right back, but i don’t care

you can’t trust these hoes, f+ck that
you can’t trust a soul
tryna rock vintage rock these golds
tell me what karat, i’ma need that gold (woah)

they just be running, like road runner
pusha t, future, gon’ move that dope
you better get you some shelter, the storm coming
riding the beat, i didn’t know that though
i’m just on chill, with a stupid flow
smoke big backwoods, count stupid dough

count up i’m practicing, i need more
we need the money, that is for sure

count up a dub after my show
that ain’t real love, you do it for show

count up a dub after my show
that ain’t real love, you do it for show

president, i’m moving real low
lost some real people, it’s like they had to go

who gon be there for you? i already know
it’s like you never know, who just gon’ go

i’m on the road, you never know which way this sh+t gon’ go

you know i’m listening, feel it in my soul

pray in these streets, got my back on the road

f+ck the whole industry, ain’t many real ones bro
we going up where the real ones go
“rest in peace”, sometimes, where the real ones go
i don’t be trying to talk when i’m in it bruh

with the work, i’ll be right with ya sir

only gon’ be a minute, left it running, b+tch, we up to something

bro got caught with the work, it ain’t no witnessers
let’s skate, to the bank, need me a broom, for the rake, what you think

i’ll fill the room up with cake tonight
i feel the best in the moonlight
you know ain’t nothing fugazi of mine
you better buckle up, life is a crazy ride

i just be surfing a wave, they gon’ ride it
it’s getting off balance, it’s getting a challenge

i bring my sh+t in, like wheezy, i’m outta here

no fear, climbing a mountain, here
this sh+t is real, nothing amount to here
pretty bad b+tch with long hair, wanna come right back but i don’t care

you can’t trust these hoes
f+ck that, you can’t trust a soul
tryna rock vintage, rock these golds
tell me what karat, i need that gold
money get long like long hair, you wanna come right back, but i don’t care

you can’t trust these hoes
f+ck that, you can’t trust a soul
tryna rock vintage, rock these golds
tell me what karat, i need that gold

(get out your feelings and get in your millions, bruh
go get it, invest in some new condominiums
it’s basically summer
get me a couple more bags, shoot a couple videos
with my fam, that’s my city though
to the bands i ran, yeah that’s how i’m feeling though)

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