I got to the show, ayy and I know they want me to rock out I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana I'mma wipe my jewelry, all my rocks are ready to pop y'all, ayy Fuck the baddest bitch, make 'em tap out Woke up in the spot, two hundred racks out

Come and put your name on it Cake, cake, cake, cake Put your name on it Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake Cake, cake, cake I'mma make you my bitch And it's not even my birthday Bet you wanna put your name on it

Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you I'mma have to take your number when I'm through with you All I ask of you is try to earn my memory Make me remember you like you remember me Good to you She's about to earn some bragging rights I'm 'bout to