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cake batter - rexv2 lyrics

[chorus]
sh*t don’t even matter (swi*swishrr beats)
this sh*t don’t even matter
lil’ bro done cake batter, i didn’t thought i had ya
good brain, b*tch got masters, spin blocks, we don’t ask ya
i was up in atlanta, red in my fanta (red)
bad b*tches searcher, fed n*ggas, let ’em
new lambo like mustard (skrrt, skrrt), inside sh*t like ketchup
can’t fold to no pressure, we pull up that pressure

[verse]
i d*mn messed up, got locked, twin, no [fresa?]
my dot, sh*t got stretcher, they thought that i’m a failure (plug)
the brother servin’ qp’s and that ‘za, you might smell ‘еm
nah, please don’t tell thеm (nah), nah, please don’t tell them
hi*tech, she said that i was drivin’, done cut me off like [i guess?]
three plus three, smokin’ in the boof, not high yet
you got me this laced up, somewhat you can’t digest
if you dissin’ me, the boys be on your ass, just mind that
then we hit the jewerly store, i told them boys, “ayy, peep me”
they said, “i’ve seen you before, you popped up on my tv”
said she want no [?] and plastic in her cheechees
we been winnin’ for like two years, we need a three piece
they thought this sh*t medicals, pop up and my red the coupe
i’m not in no race with you, on top, i’m ahead of you
please stop with that [?], go buy what i’m sellin’, kid
[?], i can’t back again, your thot, trust i’m smackin’ it
these glocks in the back of this b*tch, good ride, we might punch on sh*t
kick rocks, yeah, you ain’t f*ck on sh*t (kick rocks, kick rocks)
my ride got a [?] sh*t, good drive, boy, gon’ dump that sh*t
goodbye, this ho dumb as sh*t, goodbye, this ho dumb as sh*t (yeah), goodbye
[chorus]
sh*t don’t even matter (that sh*t don’t even matter)
this sh*t don’t even matter
lil’ bro done cake batter, i didn’t thought i had ya
good brain, b*tch got masters, spin blocks, we don’t ask ya (we don’t)
i was up in atlanta, red in my fanta (red)
bad b*tches searcher, fed n*ggas, let ’em
new lambo like mustard (skrrt, skrrt), inside sh*t like ketchup
can’t fold to no pressure, we pull up that pressure

[outro]
sh*t don’t even matter (swi—)
sh*t don’t even, don’t even matter
lil’ bro done cake batter, i didn’t thought i had ya, had ya
good brain, b*tch got masters, spin blocks, we don’t ask ya
i was, i was up in atlanta, red in my fanta, fanta (red)
bad b*tches searcher, fed n*ggas, let ’em
new lambo like mustard (skrrt, skrrt), inside sh*t like ketchup, ketchup
can’t fold to no pressure, we pull up, pull up that pressure

- rexv2 lyrics

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