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Juice Wrld - Cake Lyrics

Like I was saying, I just, I don't know how many takes I did on this beat but
Motherfuckin’, the coat for my battery
Five bands for the (what am I sayin'?), for the coat
It should've came with a battery in that bitch still got a dope or somethin’ (yeah), huh
Ayy, g-money, they still tweakin' on that internet 'bout that two-tone skeleton (oh, yeah)
It's a one-of-one (oh, yeah)
Somebody probably gon' try to bite the swag though
It's gon' be a cap-on-cap two-tone skeleton (oh, yeah)

In the back of the bentley, I'm loadin’ up glizzies and gettin’ my cake u-u-up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She suckin' my dick and I fuck on her face, fuckin’ up her make u-u-up (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It smell like water, put in my face, I love the flavo-o-or (uh, uh, uh)
It's molly water, I love the feelin', hate the flavo-o-or (uh, let's go)
In the back of the bentley, I’m loadin' up glizzies and gettin' my cake u-u-up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
She suckin' my dick and I fuck on her face, fuckin' up her make u-u-up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
It smell like water, put in my face, I love the flavo-o-or (yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
It's molly water, I love the feelin', hate the flavo-o-or (yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go, let's go)

I'm hoppin' out with the pea coat, you know that burberry needed (flash, flash)
I'm with the fightin' and I'm with the shootin'
I really ain't with that treatin' niggas (grrah, grrah)
Back on the per-er-er-ercs, feel like an illusion, nigga (yeah)
Off this ear-ear-ear-earth, like what is you doin', nigga? (let's go)

Putin' in wor-or-or-ork, 24/7 I'm all on the clock (let's go)
Got my hand on my Glock as I watch for the opps (yeah)
Drop two perc 30s in my straight drop (whew)
If I take two more, then I'll straight drop (shit)
I'ma fuck on your whore, her panties drop (shit)

My family worried, granny stop (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
I done got to the bag, I'ma buy you a jag to pull off your retirement lot (skrrt)
Got to ride with the mag, got my hand and a mask (grrah)
This famous shit gon' get me caught (grrah)
This famous shit gon' get me shot (grrah)
I can't go out like that, rockstar rambo totin' him, uh (uh)
I'm really applyin' pressure, uh, fuck the competition, I'm better

In the back of the bentley, I'm loadin' up glizzies and gettin' my cake u-u-up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She suckin' my dick and I fuck on her face, fuckin' up her make u-u-up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It smell like water, put in my face, I love the flavo-o-or (uh, uh, uh)
It's molly water, I love the feelin', hate the flavo-o-or (uh, let's go)
In the back of the bentley, I'm loadin' up glizzies and gettin' my cake u-u-up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
She suckin' my dick and I fuck on her face, fuckin' up her make u-u-up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
It smell like water, put in my face, I love the flavo-o-or (yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
It's molly water, I love the feelin', hate the flavo-o-or
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go, let's go)

I don't get sleep, bae, I'm an insomniac (yeah, yeah)
Just point me to where the money at (yeah, yeah)
I'm ridin' 'round in a bentley, I remember ridin' round in a pontiac (skrrt)
I be in the brib, you won't catch me where the parties at
Real forgiatos on my whip, I've been feelin' like I'm bari, yeah
Brodie got a slut-slut, it got hella bodies, yeah
She hide crack in her butt-butt, police, they won't find it, yeah
I just count up bands and bust nuts, young, rich and horny, yeah
But that's a different story, brodie scared I'ma be on maury (yeah)
Momma scared that I'm gon' let these percocets straight up destroy me
Told her I don't need 'em, then she watched me flush 'em down the toilet
Three days later stomach beating, I was barely eating
Now I'm back on my bullshit, I'm tweakin', off the jimmies geekin' (yeah)
Just take two blues to the face, now I just break 'em even (yeah)
Life's a bitch, time to get my revenge, I'm gettin' even steven (yeah)
Ignorant, wildin' out kid, I'ma fuckin' heathen (yeah)
Potty mouth gettin' ostrich, long neck from a diva (yeah)

In the back of the bentley, I'm loadin' up glizzies and gettin' my cake u-u-up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She suckin' my dick and I fuck on her face, fuckin' up her make u-u-up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It smell like water, put in my face, I love the flavo-o-or (uh, uh, uh)
It's molly water, I love the feelin', hate the flavo-o-or (uh, let's go)
In the back of the bentley, I'm loadin' up glizzies and gettin' my cake u-u-up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
She suckin' my dick and I fuck on her face, fuckin' up her make u-u-up
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
It smell like water, put in my face, I love the flavo-o-or (yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go)
It's molly water, I love the feelin', hate the flavo-o-or
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go, let's go)