K$upreme - trap poetry

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Bih, bih
(I love this shit Nino)
Bih
(BassKids on the beat)
Uh, uhm, I ain’t really gon' say much
I was on this drank
I’m on this drank
K-Preme
I don’t really care if you ain’t feeling me
None of these niggas is kin to me
I’m balling in the game, these niggas in little league
I fuck her so good, I know she gon' remember me
I’m getting that money, that’s my number one tendency
These niggas and bitches move foul, that’s a penalty
I count up the money thinking what did it-
I count up the money thinking what did it do to me?
I gotta' move tac, I can’t be moving foolishly
I’m one of a kind, it ain’t never gon' be two of me
I speak all over the beat so fluently
Making the stick sing like Jodeci
I hop on the beat and I speak trap poetry
K-Preme nigga, K-Preme nigga
I don’t really care if you ain’t feeling me
None of these niggas is kin to me
I’m balling in the game, these niggas in little league
I fuck her so good, I know she gon' remember me
I’m getting that money, that’s my number one tendency
These niggas and bitches move foul, that’s a penalty
I count up the money thinking what did it-
I count up the money thinking what did it do to me?
I gotta' move tac, I can’t be moving foolishly
I’m one of a kind, it ain’t never gon' be two of me
I speak all over the beat so fluently
Making the stick sing like Jodeci
I hop on the beat and I speak trap poetry
You only got one chance so you gotta' live life
Every day I be taking chances, rolling the dice
If I could buy the shit once, I could buy the shit twice
How you ain’t put in no work but still want a whole slice?
These niggas will backstab me with a knife
I walk in the spot so cold, just look at my ice
My shooter got good aim, he is very precise
I’m smoking on Shark, this shit got me
How me and my dog fall off about nothing? I thought we was tight
I’ma count up the money, I’ma pour up a drank, I’ma be alright
I don’t really care if you ain’t feeling me
None of these niggas is kin to me
I’m balling in the game, these niggas in little league
I fuck her so good, I know she gon' remember me
I’m getting that money, that’s my number one tendency
These niggas and bitches move foul, that’s a penalty
I count up the money thinking what did it-
I count up the money thinking what did it do to me?
I gotta' move tac, I can’t be moving foolishly
I’m one of a kind, it ain’t never gon' be two of me
I speak all over the beat so fluently
Making the stick sing like Jodeci
I hop on the beat and I speak trap poetry