Quiz
CupcakKe Lyrics


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Never lookin' at the cost
Money fillin' up the vault (Uh)
My word be the law (Uh)
Bitches scary like Saw (Uh-ahh!)
Let it be known, if a bitch act grown
I'm coming strapped up like a bra (brrrah!)
She tried, but the bitch failed
Like I forgot to put down the salt (Yeah!)

A 'hunnid on the eWay
Shotgun in the briefcase
Spill a bitch brains, look like raspberry cheesecake (B-b-b-boom!)
I got so much money up on the line
I had to put that shit on three-way (Brrring!)
Up in your DM, ain't nobody buying (Hey!)
Now you sell pussy on eBay

Bitches ain't no shit (no!)
Sticky fingers, I'm slick (I'm slick!)
Niggas claim that they charged up
But got a whole shortage in they dick (fuck)
Check stubs look lit (What?)
Money double like Twix (it do)
Fuckers dunno who they wanna be
Like they're playing in the movie "Split"

The tea that I sip, it burn lip
Fly lil' bitch with my name on a blimp
What the man know I'm hot, check temp (woo!)
Bitches be fucking for a box of shrimp (okay!)

That could never be me
Niggas thirsty, drink some Fiji
Wrist, ice be so creamy
So we name it inchy Edy's

How the fuck your inches longer than your money?
(How? How? How? How?)
How you hittin' stains, with stains in your undies?
(How? How? How? How?)

Hoes claim they the realest
I'm like kill it, don't get me started
Be the same bitches that lie and
Blame it on other people like they farted (Stank ass!)

Uber pull through the drive-thru
I'm tryna get me some Popeyes
Bought like twenty wings
You would think I'm 'bout to split it with Five Guys (I'm hungry!)
Might buy the Uber man some, it depends on how the line fly
Or he could keep the 50 Cent change
Get rich or die tryin'

I get no days off
Your dick is way soft
My niggas droppin' them pounds off like they into weight loss (Woo!)
Ball hard, but I hate golf
Switch on me, that may cost
Nigga said he wanna see me but he's broke
Might as well be Ray Charles

'Cause you ain't seein' me
Don't give a fuck who you be (no!)
Everything custom that you see
Made my jacket Spike Lee (dem spikes!)
Money all on the floor
But I clean it off for your nigga neat
I told him spell my name with his tongue
That's Akeelah and the Bee (Uhh!)

Giggity, giggity
Bitches is silly, gee
All of my enemies try to get rid of me
I got the victory, shotgun big as me
Watch your step 'cause the blood's so slippery

I'm that popular demand
Better pussy smell like ham
Got that money, Uncle Sam
Scam my nigga like Joanne (Wooo!)

How the fuck your inches longer than your money?
(How? How? How? How?)




How you hit it, stains, with stains in your undies?
(How? How? How? How?)

Overall Meaning

In CupcakKe's song "Quiz," the rapper boasts about her money and power while calling out fake women who try to act grown. She emphasizes her toughness, comparing herself to the horror movie Saw and threatening to come "strapped up like a bra" if necessary. In the second verse, CupcakKe continues to brag about her wealth, even claiming to have put money on three-way calling. She also exposes women who hypocritically claim to be real but then blame others for their mistakes. The song ends with CupcakKe asserting her dominance and warning her enemies to watch their step.


One possible interpretation of this song is as a critique of the materialistic and hypocritical parts of hip-hop culture. CupcakKe clearly enjoys her money and power, but she also exposes the emptiness of that lifestyle by calling out fake people and showing her disdain for golf, a stereotype symbol of wealth. The repeated question about inches being longer than money could also be seen as a comment on the way that people often value physical appearance and sexual prowess over other virtues.


Line by Line Meaning

Never lookin' at the cost
I'm not concerned with money, I spend without worry.


Money fillin' up the vault (Uh)
I have a lot of money, my vault is filling up with it.


My word be the law (Uh)
I am in charge, what I say goes.


Bitches scary like Saw (Uh-ahh!)
Women are afraid of me, like in the movie Saw.


Let it be known, if a bitch act grown I'm coming strapped up like a bra (brrrah!)
If a woman acts tough, I will come after her with weapons, like a bra has straps.


She tried, but the bitch failed Like I forgot to put down the salt (Yeah!)
A woman tried to challenge me, but she failed like forgetting to put salt in food.


A 'hunnid on the eWay Shotgun in the briefcase Spill a bitch brains, look like raspberry cheesecake (B-b-b-boom!)
I invested $100 on eWay and carry a shotgun to kill women, the blood looks like raspberry cheesecake.


I got so much money up on the line I had to put that shit on three-way (Brrring!) Up in your DM, ain't nobody buying (Hey!) Now you sell pussy on eBay
I have a lot of money and had to use three lines for it, nobody is interested in buying from me. Now you are selling sex on eBay.


Bitches ain't no shit (no!) Sticky fingers, I'm slick (I'm slick!) Niggas claim that they charged up But got a whole shortage in they dick (fuck)
Women are worthless and I am slick in fraud. Men claim to be sexually charged, but have erectile dysfunction.


Check stubs look lit (What?) Money double like Twix (it do) Fuckers dunno who they wanna be Like they're playing in the movie "Split"
My checks look good, I am making more and more money. People do not know who to be, like the character in the movie Split.


The tea that I sip, it burn lip Fly lil' bitch with my name on a blimp What the man know I'm hot, check temp (woo!) Bitches be fucking for a box of shrimp (okay!)
The tea I drink is hot and burns my lip. There is a blimp with my name on it, showing my fame. People know I am hot, like a fever. Women have sex for a simple meal.


That could never be me Niggas thirsty, drink some Fiji Wrist, ice be so creamy So we name it inchy Edy's
I am not like them, they are thirsty while I drink quality Fiji water. The ice on my wrist is so good, like the ice cream brand Edy's.


How the fuck your inches longer than your money? (How? How? How? How?) How you hittin' stains, with stains in your undies? (How? How? How? How?)
How can someone have a longer penis than money? How can someone have sex while wearing stained underwear?


Hoes claim they the realest I'm like kill it, don't get me started Be the same bitches that lie and Blame it on other people like they farted (Stank ass!)
Women claim to be real, but they are not. They lie and blame others, like farting and pretending it is someone else's fault.


Uber pull through the drive-thru I'm tryna get me some Popeyes Bought like twenty wings You would think I'm 'bout to split it with Five Guys (I'm hungry!) Might buy the Uber man some, it depends on how the line fly Or he could keep the 50 Cent change Get rich or die tryin'
I am ordering food at the drive-thru, hungry for Popeyes chicken. I buy so much food, you would think I am sharing with others. I might buy the Uber driver a gift, it depends. They can keep their small change.


I get no days off Your dick is way soft My niggas droppin' them pounds off like they into weight loss (Woo!) Ball hard, but I hate golf Switch on me, that may cost Nigga said he wanna see me but he's broke Might as well be Ray Charles
I work every day, you have erectile dysfunction. My friends are losing weight, while I avoid golf. Don't change your mind on me, you will pay for it. People say they want to see me, but they are broke like Ray Charles.


'Cause you ain't seein' me Don't give a fuck who you be (no!) Everything custom that you see Made my jacket Spike Lee (dem spikes!) Money all on the floor But I clean it off for your nigga neat I told him spell my name with his tongue That's Akeelah and the Bee (Uhh!)
You cannot compete with me, I do not care who you are. Everything I own is custom made, including my Spike Lee jacket. My money is on the floor, but I clean it up. My partner spelled my name with his tongue, like in the movie Akeelah and the Bee.


Giggity, giggity Bitches is silly, gee All of my enemies try to get rid of me I got the victory, shotgun big as me Watch your step 'cause the blood's so slippery
I laugh at the silly women who try to compete with me. My enemies seek to eliminate me, but I always win. My shotgun is as big as my body. Be careful, the blood is slippery.


I'm that popular demand Better pussy smell like ham Got that money, Uncle Sam Scam my nigga like Joanne (Wooo!)
I am popular and people want me. My vagina smells good like ham. I have a lot of money, but I scam people like Joanne did.




Lyrics © TuneCore Inc.
Written by: Elizabeth Harris, Omer Agca

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@seacreature5154

Their money snatched and was found in Mars

@imaduddin9078

the way she couldnt stop smiling when she was fighting in the white background made me smile. she looked happy and a lot of artists dothis as well

@cupcakkeafreak

Can't believe CupcakKe invented video games, such a GIRLBOSS!!! 😻

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@kztwitter

everybody stans and adores her for her ‘filthy’ lyrics because of tiktok… yet this is the side of cupcakke i love the most! when she actually spits and writes good ass meaningful lyrics!!!

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