[Intro: Hell Rell]

Yeah, i got my bounce on this one

Ruga

[Verse 1: Hell Rell]

When I let off the four

I make them call the law

I move in the mansion marble out all the floor

I reconstruct the whole crib check what i do n****

Knock some walls down make the indoor pool bigger

You can't relate to that talk because im too richer

Put some hitters out guess on who you n****

Come in the club couple killers few lamas

What seperate's my money from yours two commas

Commas four bank accounts couple piece of plastic

That ain't got no limit like P Miller bastard

Yeah sorry drè and big boi I been outcasted

Was facin' life when ya'll was singin' sorry to Ms Jackson

Take my chain off sorry the kid blastin'

Fly right past him whippin' the big aston

Damn how he fit all them diamonds on his hand

I don't work for cable bitch but i'm on demand

[Hook: Hell Rell]

Now I lay down to sleep

I pray to the lord for these gucci's on my feet

And if i should die before i wake

Tell the whole mother fuckin' world i did it for the cake

I did it for the cake

I did it for the cake

It was nobodies birthday but i did it for the cake

I did it for the cake

I did it for the cake

I ain't blow out no candles but i did it for the cake

[Verse 2: Hell Rell]

I been to mars twice I think she's beautiful

I just got back to earth I do what I want

Your bitches say don't touch me mine say go to the bathroom

My money dirty it's gone need a bath soon

Hit the dope spot with my hair half braided

Bout' to make a quick fifty thou' until I get raided

N****'s think they on top until they get faded

Straight mashed on like some idaho potatoe's

Can't miss you if my pistol got a little laser

I'm hood but look good and hard bottle's in the blazer

[?] Fuck you we need to kill the people that raised ya'

Coz' they grew your ass up to be a full fledged hater

I love doin' shows

And bein' on the road

But the kitchen callin me like suttin' burnin' on the stove

Shit here for show

The uzi I let it blow

These groupies I let em' know

I'm gucci from head to toe

[Hook: Hell Rell]

Now I lay down to sleep

I pray to the lord for these gucci's on my feet

And if i should die before i wake

Tell the whole mother fuckin' world i did it for the cake

I did it for the cake

I did it for the cake

It was nobodies birthday but i did it for the cake

I did it for the cake

I did it for the cake

I ain't blow out no candles but i did it for the cake

[Verse 3: JR Writer]

Okay

Rell

Writer

Let's get it

I get that heavy pape

My cheddar straight

Ain't no one as fresh as J

Investigate I get the money early I ain't never late

Come check the safe I show you how to regulate

The kid ball my chips tall I just call it weddin' cake

I should go and celebrate

After [?] I set the pace

I ain't goin' ever break

Coz' mami I don't hesitate

Let em' hate i get pay hoodie and some sweats

Put me in the check

Only way you puttin' me in check

Look pussy I'm best

That'll pull up to the jets

While you stood up on your

And take the hoodie off the lex

Yes we the best little pest couldn't fuck wid' homie

I tell em' like the police you ain't got nuttin' on me

I send my team over if ya' baby mother lonely

They'll be sittin' kids on her like a fuckin' pony

They wanna' know me

JR a.k.a AR

You play par

I'll shoot you off my radar

[Hook: Hell Rell]

Now i lay down to sleep

I pray to the lord for these gucci's on my feet

And if i should die before i wake

Tell the whole mother fuckin' world i did it for the cake

I did it for the cake

I did it for the cake

It was nobodies birthday but i did it for the cake

I did it for the cake

I did it for the cake

I ain't blow out no candles but i did it for the cake