Chip - Pound Cake Freestyle lyrics

rate me

Good god almighty

Like back in the old days

You know, years ago they had the AR men

To tell you what to play, how to play it

And you know whether it's disco and rock

But we just went in the studio and we did it

We had the champagne in the studio, of course

Compliments of the company

And we just laid back and did it

So we hope you enjoy listening to this album

Half as much as we enjoyed playing it for you

Because we had a ball

Only real music is gonna last

All the other bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow

Get the money

Dolla-dolla bill y'all

Uh you see these lines to make these rappers cry

It has to be Chip

Wrote this shit when I was fueled up it has to be sick

Shit my gold brother’s mom died, he’s inside

Knowing I knew before him it brought as tear to my eye

He call me up the next day like J my mom’s dead

I never got to tell her but I say sorry is plain

See death’s around the corner you don’t see it coming

It’s got me thinking bout my life and what’s what nigger

Like I may pop before I shot nigger

Imagine if yo mum died and you was in a box

Even was rules you’d be fucking lost

I’m zoned up put the lemon in the spliff

I’ve been killing shit for most 6

Watch these homies evolve would be extinct

But why these niggers still flowing like they…

See when you tweeting beg you don’t out my name

Me I'm off the rouse I won’t stop the train

I'm Ali with it pounds above yo weight uh

I’m putting words together I'm kinda gifted

Get this gift wrapped for Christmas

But I'm still on the ball

Praying I'm down for a God missed that call

Yeah so what we rapping for if it’s not the cake?

Just so I could make a wish for more cake

Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake

Uh ace full in was paper round

Seven in I kinda found cake

Car gas me I'm in a round cake

As real as I am in my circle let’s get this round cake

Wait 24 year in UK

I’ve had real cake I want Rihanna cake

Cake I know niggers banging Bandana cake

AG student I get the grammar cake

Hey look, RIP Gloria yeah

Cash rules everything around me

Get the money, dolla-dolla bill y'all, y’all, y’all