​trap poetry lyrics

[Intro]
Bih, bih
(I love this sh*t 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

[Chorus]
I don't really care if you ain’t feeling me
None of these n*ggas is kin to me
I'm balling in the game, these n*ggas in little league
I f*ck her so good, I know she gon' remember me
I'm getting that money, that's my number one tendency
These n*ggas and b*tches 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 n*gga, K-Preme n*gga
[Chorus]
I don’t really care if you ain't feeling me
None of these n*ggas is kin to me
I'm balling in the game, these n*ggas in little league
I f*ck her so good, I know she gon' remember me
I’m getting that money, that's my number one tendency
These n*ggas and b*tches 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

[Verse]
You only got one chance so you gotta' live life
Every day I be taking chances, rolling the dice
If I could buy the sh*t once, I could buy the sh*t twice
How you ain't put in no work but still want a whole slice?
These n*ggas 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 sh*t 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
[Chorus]
I don't really care if you ain't feeling me
None of these n*ggas is kin to me
I'm balling in the game, these n*ggas in little league
I f*ck her so good, I know she gon' remember me
I'm getting that money, that's my number one tendency
These n*ggas and b*tches 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