[Chorus: ManMan Savage]
I keep it green like the Bay
Cake gon’ pull up with the K
50 round drum on my waist
Spray a n***a like some mace
Taking your bitch on a date
Rather go paint on her face
I make your bitch shout out my name
Like she screaming out olé

[Verse 1: ManMan Savage]
Shout out my n***as who trap every day
Shout out my n***as who trap where they stay
Take a lil bitch on a date
Fuck on a bitch then I’m up on the way
Kick a bitch out of the trap
You pussy, I can’t give you dap
You know that I stay with a strap
Fifty thousand on my lap
N***a try and get clapped
I keep a pack like a fanny pack
Turn up your city, they want me back
Stay with that pressure, a lot of that
Yup, I got [?]
[?], he hit the dope and said it tastes like some damn clean
Aunty hit the dope, her jaw lock and she was looking mean
Cake Man go get the K
I got to go whip some more yay
In the trap dressed like Kanye
Got a bad bitch like Kim K
She just want to suck on my dick
She just want to count up my cake
Every day like a n***a birthday

[Chorus: ManMan Savage]
I keep it green like the Bay
Cake gon’ pull up with the K
50 round drum on my waist
Spray a n***a like some mace
Taking your bitch on a date
Rather go paint on her face
I make your bitch shout out my name
Like she screaming out olé

[Verse 2: Cake Man]
Cake, every day
Why you always got a pound of weed?
Cause I’d rather be caught dead than without my trees
Every, every day
Why you always in the pharmacy?
Cause I got the crusties for the codeine and they calling me
Don't give a fuck what you say
ManMan just came from L.A
Told me to come with the K
Told him that I'm on my way
Don't got no time to waste
Hoes be trying my patience
Fuck these hoes then replace them
Popping these Percs on the daily
Flow sick, it’s Ebola
Swipe pink, it’s Crayola
Cake Man and ManMan
Going ham, damn, finally bam, damn
Supreme my boxers, my pants sag
Stay with some pills in the damn bag
Vacuum seal got a leak in it
My bitch jeans got cheeks in it

[Chorus: ManMan Savage]
I keep it green like the Bay
Cake gon’ pull up with the K
50 round drum on my waist
Spray a n***a like some mace
Taking your bitch on a date
Rather go paint on her face
I make your bitch shout out my name
Like she screaming out olé