Lyrics

Barry Thank you for having me [?] I love making my debut It's cake season, yeah [Verse 1: BDK as Barry Antoinette] I don't dance now, I can barely move So much cake, in my face Woods ain't got no bears for you They want Barry, 'cause I want that sweet flavor juice My balls full, and I shoot They're not here for a truce, nah Barry got cake for the rich and the pretty Big belly, big butted boys wants a hickey I'm a professional don't got no room for lil' dickies We keep it horny and tipsy And I want more than the tip if you tip me Beat my cake with that dick 'til I look sickening Tongue pop my donut right after you've creamed me Yеah, I'm a queen and a king Yeah, yeah, cis femmе boy thing Yeah, yeah, I'm a boss bitch Fuck 51%, I own everything Yeah, yeah, they want my fairy dust so that a bear can thrust I'm out here cupping cakes and making sure they're severely stuffed So say thank you Barry much Am I a villain or hero? I went from zero to hero But the boys they got me here though Still I'm in my prime and I ain't got time to wait 'til they reachin' my level Bounce 'em like kidney stones, pebbles, I rock in my Flomax I keep it all facts It might hurt when I pass 'em but I'm not tryin' to settle [Verse 2: BDK as BDK] Barry let me take it from here though Let me talk to these heteros 'cause they all gettin' scared bro I'm in them I'm like yayo Before you keep lickin' their earlobes And drain them 'til they lookin' like scarecrows You don't want them shootin' like NATO You're the bomb, hot like Barbados Be sneaky like Putin when you try to invade us And go all in like sanctioning billionaire a-holes I don't talk to 'em, I walk that walk through 'em My size thirteen Jordan trays leavin' their marks through 'em Equal opportunism I'm makin' my Marx through 'em Leavin' 'em a little red, I'm readin' some Mao through 'em I'm so fuckin' sick of all the complainin' "Every time Big Daddy Karsten drops it is some gay thing!" This is real life for me and y'all are just gamin' And for some reason the rules change when I start playin' Ha, I need that recognition, yeah Not here for favoritism, yeah I want my props 'cause they're due, yeah I promise that they will listen, yeah They hate me more now, yeah I call it growing pains My name's so tall now aimin' for feets like I'm Tory Lanez But they don't dare to, yeah When will the story change? If you're Divergent be Dauntless and jump on a track like it's Hunger Games Y'all should start tellin' the truth Or I'll start dropping names I hear excuses like "I want the money man, fuck the fame!" So fuck 'em