WunTayk Timmy – Cake (feat. Bryson Tiller)

WunTayk Timmy – Cake (feat. Bryson Tiller)

[Intro: Bryson Tiller]
God Tiller
Hahaha
Aw man that was one of my lazier ones I said
This shit sound like uh 2017 Darth Vader theme song or some shit, I don’t know
Shit..

[Verse 1: Bryson Tiller]
Oh my god I’m poppin’
Tiller done got it poppin’
Niggas is down talkin’, I guess they ran outta options, yeah
Like a lost wallet, they outta pocket
Don’t get me started, ay
That’s when a nigga go hardest
Flow get so chaotic
Lambo look good top less
Dashboard, it’s electronic
Cali say I’m iconic
Nigga you ain’t know none ’bout it
Need 20 millions dollars profit
Wifey like to go and shopping
God damn gringo nigga
Tiller got cheat codes nigga
Talk to me though nigga better lose your motherfucking ego nigga
I’m married to the beat though nigga
Need a tuxedo nigga
The info come to the summer all year
Your MCM just pulled up to the fountain blue stuntin’ in the rental car yeah
Your MCM just over drafted on the motherfucking rapper card yeah
God Tiller I’m raptard yeah
I want this car, that car yeah
Deaf, deaf to the bullshit, nigga I’m deaf
I made a lotta money when I started being true to myself
A nigga couldn’t make me me I had to do it myself
So that’s why I hate when I nigga tell me they could use my help
Shout my niggas in Louisville still
All I ever hear "Shoot, kill kill"
Ridin’ through the city, through the Ill Will
That struggle, I made it through that struggle
My vision tunnel, I want that cake, that funnel

[Hook: Bryson Tiller]
Yeah I just want the cake nigga
That funnel cake nigga
I just want the cake nigga
That funnel cake nigga
I’m talking real cake nigga

[Verse 2: WunTayk Timmy & Bryson Tiller]
Stay down [?]
Then they all off topic
Can’t put me in no box
Man I can’t fuck with no options
I buy mine no option
I still can’t get no props
Niggas wanna photo op
I just wanna photo drop (whip, whip)
Wake up, straight to the money as soon as I awake
That’s what I do on my day
Don’t worry what I do on my case
I’m feelin’ like Bomaye
They lookin’ for a God, but I still got God
So I think I might do it my way
When I pull up I look like I race
Yeah, the outside say what I do, and the inside do what I say (that’s word)
This time you and I say (word)
I know that I seen you lurk (that’s word)
I ain’t beggin’ for a damn thing, now who gon’ need who first? (you)
Pull up and I skrt
Rap like [?] no [?]
I got that 5 that layoff (layoff)
We got that work in a layoff (layoff)
Put in that work then it payoff (payoff)
I know my worth when it payoff (payoff)
Shout out to the niggas don’t payoff, let him keep shootin’ that way off (way)
I really can’t take no breaks (no breaks)
Young one take gon’ take off (gon’ take, gon’ take)
Young Tilla gon’ take off

[Outro: WunTayk Timmy & Bryson Tiller]
Ayy, one take one take
Clique Clan
God Tiller

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