Caked Up

[Intro]

Say what?

Nigga goddamn

Mustard on da beat ho

[Verse 1]

All my homies racked out, ballin like stack house

Eat that pussy but I'm grabbing mine for takeout

Big body Maybach, backseats laid back

Just for a walkthrough, that's 25 racks

Bad bitches in here, must be out here

Chain light the club up, I know it ain't fair

Snap back, no no, hoes love the waves though

Never going broke bitch, money off the A-hole

What now? Nigga, it's bad

Talk slick, get 2 piece, Chris Childs

Chyeah, and I'm smoking that good

Rappers fear me like niggas fear Shook

[Chorus: x2]

All my niggas caked up, ballin like the Lakers

Better cuff your bitch dog 'cus we might take er

All my niggas caked up, ballin like the Lakers

Better cuff your bitch dog 'cus we might take er

[Verse 2]

Shorty tryna holler so that we can kick it

But my girl watchin, slide the homie yo digits

Hands they itchy, gotta get paper

Let the money stack up, fuck these haters

Girls stay callin, blowin up my dealings

Hit er on Tuesday, next day her best friend

Real shit, true story

Word to the motherfuckin jeweler, cop 10 Rollies

Nigga what? Nigga, I'm the shit

1.5 million sittin on my wrist

Mustard on the beat, straight club bangin

I don't owe a nigga no motherfuckin favor

Nigga, it's bad

Talk slick, get 2 piece, Chris Childs

And I'm smoking that good

Rappers fear me like niggas fear Shook

[Chorus: x2]

All my niggas caked up, ballin like the Lakers

Better cuff your bitch dog 'cus we might take er

All my niggas caked up, ballin like the Lakers

Better cuff your bitch dog 'cus we might take er

I'm in the club

I'm lookin for them bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches

I'm lookin for them bad bitches, bad bitches, bad bitches

I'm lookin for them bad bitches

All my thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas

Thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas

Where you at?

All my thug niggas, thug niggas, thug niggas

Where you at?