Whisk It Up Lyrics by Yung Gravy & Dillon Francis (feat. Tommy Cash)
Cake
Whisk it up
Count my biscuits up
She got cake
Can’t get enough
She drop it down
So I pick it up
Yeah
Rachel Ray my wrist
Bitch I whisk it up
I spin my wrist like Lazy Susan it’s a lazy river
Wrist cold Minnesota make your lady shiver
I break the rules every day I’m having cake for dinner
I’m the cake man Gravy coming to deliver
C
A
K
E
She got cake
She got ass
She got cheeks
G
R
A
V
Y I cant get hoes off my meat
Whisk it up
Count my biscuits up
She got cake
Can’t get enough
She drop it down
So I pick it up
Yeah
Rachel Ray my wrist
Bitch I whisk it up
Whisk it up
Count my biscuits up
She got cake
Can’t get enough
She drop it down
So I pick it up
Yeah
Rachel Ray my wrist
Bitch I whisk it up
I’m a hoe
He’s a hoe
She’s a hoe
We some hoes
Would you like to be a hoe too?
Yeah yeah
I’m a hoe
She’s a hoe
He’s a hoe
We some hoes
Would you like to be a hoe too?
You see me … watching
Gianni Versace
I’m like cop it
Eat’n barbie, Sorry Drip On Terrikyaki
Haters always copy
Girlies say I’m cocky
I stay bossin like a calamari
I can keep on mackin
Keep on mackie
Whisk it up
Count my biscuits up
She got cake
Can’t get enough
She drop it down
So I pick it up
Rachel Ray my wrist
Bitch I whisk it up
Whisk it up
Count my biscuits up
She got cake
Can’t get enough
She drop it down
So I pick it up
Rachel Ray my wrist
Bitch I whisk it up