PSA Freestyle lyrics

[Verse]
Kpreme got guap up
Call me the big head honcho
Knock a n*gga down, just like a domino
I know some migos that trap out the barrio
f*ck on that b*tch, 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, sh*t's fat like an eggroll
f*ck her so hard that I broke the b*tch backbone
Shoot a n*gga ass, I feel like I'm taxstone
You wouldn't be there if the money was gone
Ballin' on n*ggas like Karl Malone
Drippin' on n*ggas, I'm on my vlone
When I was down bad, I was all alone
b*tch 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
f*cking your b*tch she was playing my song
Sipping on lean, I don't play no beerpong
These n*ggas mad 'cause my money got long
Flex on these n*ggas, my pockets strong
Smoking exotic, can't smoke on no regular, aye
Can't f*ck on that b*tch 'cause she lookin' too regular
I'm tryna fit her somewhere in my schedule
You on that bullsh*t, Kpreme about decimals
Wanted that b*tch, but her friend looking better though
One in the head I call that sh*t the antidote
These n*ggas 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 sh*t 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 sh*t not the same
Me and G Cal we gon' swerve in a Range
Bustdown my watch, I can't f*ck with no plain
Run to the money I feel like Usain
He act like he know me but that n*gga 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
b*tch giving head to that stupid b*tch, brainless
When I f*ck on your b*tch you can hear my chains danglin'
Talkin' that money, a young n*gga stranglin'