TMC whipping butter Kitchen aid greasy Pockets full Making baking look so easy TMZ hit her up Put that shit on TV Just like dough I think she finds You really knead-y (skrt-skrt) Look like Buttercup But she not runner up (yuh) Try breakin' up Aisle 4 there's a cleanup (cleanup) **** with her and she gon' Make you need a checkup **** with her and she gon' Get her gang on backup (grah) Started making cakes When she was only eleven Single mom, 2 jobs, 24/7 La Lavande, La La Land Give it more attention Day without her cakes Gives me severe depression Hope she didn't hurt her head When she fell from heaven Cuz I wished For an angel at 11:11 Angel numbers everywhere, 7-7-7 Verse 2, watch out Demonic possession Xue hua piao piao Bei feng xiao xiao The word on the street is Arju wanna take Her out to dinner Keep her in bed Then he a sinner If she want more Put baby deep in her If they related Still do his kin-er Theresa Maythini? He say bathe-in-me Fixin' her pH Call him acidity Together forever Holy trinity Look in his eyes This shit is destiny All she does is cry 'Bout all the men Who ****in' lie She wanna meet mans But then she'll say 'I'm shy!' (yuh-yuh) Tinder, Hinge, Bumble Dawg that ain't the solulu Staying on that shit For too long makes a girl delulu Crumble your heart Just like a cookie You're not big dawg You just a rookie You not a city boy You just a townie You ain't that special You don't get brownies Sugar, spice But she ain't that nice Throw a face e'rday 7-head dice Break her heart once Break her heart twice Won't learn her lesson even if thrice I hate the way that you park The way that you bark The way that you bake The way that you spit in yo cake The way that you act hood But youz still white like Drake Speakin' of Drake Why your tears fake? Played by boys For goodness sake Cut your hair short When there's heartbreak This can't be why He died at the stake Tumblr Watch as I tumble her down Dwayne the Rock She smoulder and frown Heavy the head that wears the crown Always in hand Bottle of Crown Say what you will She got resilience Arju in her mind? Yeah still he is Makes me think Performance brilliance She got a degree in Yapanomics Any occasion you know she'll puke Thinks she scary Casper-type spook Hit guys with lovebombs Feels like nuke Younger mans slide She couldn't juke She wanna rest in peace but I'll let my opps die When I am through She thought we blood Brothers but making this beat And hopping on was no fluke