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PSA Freestyle Lyrics - Artist : k$upreme
Kpreme got guap up
Call me the big head honcho Knock a nigga down, just like a domino I know some migos that trap out the barrio Fuck on that bitch, but you know I'm not wifing her You say you a trapper, that trap moving slow In the trap with Big Glee, he was scraping a boat Smoking exotic, shit's fat like an eggroll Fuck her so hard that I broke the bitch backbone Shoot a nigga ass, I feel like I'm taxstone You wouldn't be there if the money was gone Ballin' on niggas like Karl Malone Drippin' on niggas, I'm on my vlone When I was down bad, I was all alone Bitch too annoying, keep blowin' my phone I'm cool on that sex, baby give me some dome Crown on my face 'cause I sit on the throne .30 in a Gucci bag, heat with a broom Ape with a stick yeah I feel like King Kong I'm smoking mojo dope, ching-chang-chong Fucking your bitch she was playing my song Sipping on lean, I don't play no beerpong These niggas mad 'cause my money got long Flex on these niggas, my pockets strong Smoking exotic, can't smoke on no regular, aye Can't fuck on that bitch 'cause she lookin' too regular I'm tryna fit her somewhere in my schedule You on that bullshit, Kpreme about decimals Wanted that bitch, but her friend looking better though One in the head I call that shit the antidote These niggas look up to me like the pope Slime in the cut and he clenchin' on scopes They don't let me in, I'ma kick down the door 'Member them days I was servin' them O's Now I look at my wrist and that shit look too cold I know some shooters, I throw up them fours Two liter cream soda, I'm pourin' them fours I did some dirt that don't nobody know The code that I live by is M.O.E If you don't know; that's Money Over Everything She talkin' brazy, she bringin' a wedding ring Had to boss up, had to switch to some better things Walk inside Niemann I bought me like everything 'Member them days where I couldn't buy anything Now I look up and this shit not the same Me and G Cal we gon' swerve in a Range Bustdown my watch, I can't fuck with no plain Run to the money I feel like Usain He act like he know me but that nigga strange Run up your guap, I can teach you some game I look like a lick but I ain't no damn stain Watch too clean, I'ma call it that stainless Bitch giving head to that stupid bitch, brainless When I fuck on your bitch you can hear my chains danglin' Talkin' that money, a young nigga stranglin' |
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