Killa Kyleon - Pound Cake Freestyle lyrics

rate me

Running, I could’ve went to Hussein Ralph

Instead I hit the dragon, took the insane route

Spit a couple flows, took the two chains route

So I can buy me two chains, pull a mouse, ain’t out

Fire breathing dragon, bitch, I got a butane mouth

Hottest nigga in the game no matter who came out

You rappers pussy just like the shit that you came out

Fake niggas, lying rappers, shit that you ain’t ‘bout

Best in the city hands down, in it, nigga, object, judge and bowl, man down

Stiff nigga, y’all offered me some Jell-O

Bitches in stilettoes, I feel like Mayweather in a room of Canelos

Good fellow, keep it trill, I ain’t Henry Hill

Speak the real, I’m telling the truth without stitch and steel

Niggas look like they moving, really sitting still

Stagnating, stuck in the mud, I’m busy shifting gears

Running big Gs, Killa been the shit for years, better than these recent

Barely decent rapping still

Every line I spit be hard as fuck, I must be rapping steel

Put it on a rack and sell it to you like I’m trapping steel

Hey, with the competition lately I done fearless

I’m looking for some competition but it don’t exist

I see the niggas that you naming but I ain’t convinced

Wanna impress me, nigga? Drown a fish

Killa sick, dope counts, I’mma need chemo

Disagree, you niggas must be tripping smoking primo

I feel like Samo in a pool, float with you Nemos

They freestyling, I’m too busy tryna make casinos

Big Ben, that’s my friend, the reason why I lose ‘em

I’m just making my ends, ain’t tryna make a new one

Paper chasing, that’s why I’m double acing, my new ones

I’m financially influent, that’s why I pursue it

Counted my first rack, this what got me ruined

Two minutes in that microwave, now I got it brewing

You see all, you clowns losing against me

Your downloads of videos don’t convince me

Killa, let’s go