k**a Kyleon - Cake Flow lyrics

(*talking*) D-1-F Gang mayn (I want the cake) It's k**a n***a, ay [Kyleon] I'm feeling like a pimp, let me brush my shoulders Call k**a cobra, I spit venom through my molars Candy do' shutter, 84 spoke roller Spreading through the streets like ebola, peanut bu*ter Top folder, big knot of guac-ola The G you come see, when you trying to cop cola How dare you say, that k**a not colder Than all these other boys, well you dudes not sober no (*talking*) Naw naw Storm, I don't think they know what the f** going on Purple Punch the mixtape, bring that sh** back Storm run it D-1-F Gang mayn, (I want the cake) it's k**a n***a ay [Kyleon] I'm feeling like a pimp, let me brush my shoulders Call k**a cobra, I spit venom through my molars Candy do' shutter, 84 spoke roller Spreading through the streets like ebola, peanut bu*ter Top folder, big knot of guac-ola The G you some see, when you trying to cop cola How dare you say, that k**a not colder Than all these other boys, well you dudes not sober no Open up your ears, pay attention and listen The agent double-O Flow, on a money making mission I'm on that play pitching, a thousand grams plus No less than 2-20, if you need em hit me up Pockets overweight, cause I'm eating The corner's my buffet line, when I'm hungry the streets treating I'm bout the (money) want the (money), need the (money) Get's the, gotta have the (cake) Might be sliding through your sector, with that hard white texture I'm the best, I suggest you address me no lesser I'm a pro not a Yung Joc, a veteran slanging Snow bis' not your bis', I'm into block entertainment So approach me wrong, I'm co*king and aiming Stainless and raining, and leaving you brainless I'm bout the (money) want the (money), need the (money) Get's the, gotta have the (cake) I need that money mayn (*talking*) Recognize the name, b**h a** n***as