PSA Freestyle - 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'