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That's Like
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That's Like was released on July 31, 2026 by cupcakKe as a part of the album That's Like - Single
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Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
cupcakKe
cupcakKe
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elizabeth Harris
Elizabeth Harris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Steinmetz
Chris Steinmetz
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer
ANTYDE
ANTYDE
Producer

Lyrics

ANTYDE cut off your dick
Hm, you bitches out here saying you never been cheated on before, ha, haha
That's like saying you've never been in a pool with piss in it, bitch
That's like
Hold on, motherfucker, let me cop the deuce (That's like)
He gone drown in this water I got octopus (That's like)
Cutting **** off quick, what I gots to do (That's like)
Like who the fuck drank my apple juice? (That's like)
Whatever she can cop, bitch, I can cop it too (That's like)
Only bird bitches ever start mocking you (That's like)
Let me spell how the pussy put a spell on dude (That's like, that's like)
He be in both of my holes, that is not your boo (That's like, that's like)
Bitch, please, let him breathe, we be chilling overseas
And I'm coming for my things, ****, fuck do you mean?
If the feds want the LO, zip code I'ma bring
Mouth zip is the code, ain't no snitch in this queen
Poppin' my shit like Katy 'cause bitches could never compare-y to me
She could be the one holding the nine and still won't shoot it in her teenage dreams
Ch-ch-ch-cheetah, bitch, this is my pet (Mwah)
Cashmere on my body, but bitches I check (Mwah)
I resemble Labubus in ways he respect
Only hang with the bag so he know come correct (Ow)
**** a eater, the smooches so wet
He be kissing my ass, won't give him a peck
Giving me head, think he posing a threat
But he hide under covers, call that turtleneck (Mwah)
If he nailing this pussy, his card on file
The more that I swipe, his money cut down
Bitch taking my spot, something haven't found
That's like taking spots off a motherfucking cow
Her pussy get wet for a **** she met with no galas, that's never my style
One thousand bodies then been in that boat, bitch, that is a cruise ship now
You waiting at gate B5, bitch, I'm waiting on me, a G5
If he ate me, he the birthday guy
'Cause he come up looking like he got pied
He want his flowers while he is alive
With all his hoes standing by his side
Way them dumb hoes stand beside him
Bitch ass **** look like he a bride, bow
Shake it, bake it, bitches can't take it
Pussy gone drip, make your **** tongue trace it
Breast reduction, your **** my patient
He too big for the program, termination
Audemars Piguet me on vacation
Sit on his face with a standing ovation
Sucking his dick while he hitting it doggy
I'm spicing it up, it's a special occasion (Yeah)
****, my way or the highway (That's like)
And them rules don't never get bent (That's like, that's like)
Ten years in, ain't shook no ass on stage, and sold out every event (That's like)
Chopper go to work, I fired that bitch so much (That's like, that's like)
It was out here calling in sick, hoo (Bow, bow, bow, bow)
Broke **** give me the ick, hoo
Trick **** getting me lit
He said, "Throw that ass back to me, take me through that factory" (Throw it, throw it)
Ass all in his face, popping all that **** acne
Fly me out and pack for me, better have them racks for me
His bank long as a tracking number
Only **** that can keep track of me, bitch
Written by: Elizabeth Harris
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