Trap or Die Freestyle

[Chorus]
Chopstick spin like a whirlwind (Brr)
Benihana chopstick, eat with your girlfriend
Fuck her one time, I cannot be your boyfriend
Rock out the show get the backend (Beep)
Come shop, nigga the pack in (Yeah)
Walk inside Magic, I don't get a lap dance
Quick on my feet like a tap dance
Pull up all black like I'm batman (Skrt)

[Bridge]
I mean, I can real life rap on any nigga beat though
Old nigga, young nigga
All that shit
Hold on, I wanna record that [?]
K Preme

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Dior jeans and they filled up with racks (Beep)
She suck on my dick and I gave her a tic tac (Bitch)
Fuck her one time, and I told her to bag back
Ride in a foreign, its matte black (Skrt)
Off of the drank I be laid back (Lean)
Slide on us, we gon' slide back (Grrr)
No bumps on my face cause my bitch give me facemask
Get to that money, the number one task
I walk in the bank and I laugh (Ha)
She suck dick all day, yeah look at her calves
Got a perc 30, but I broke it in half
Money got long like a fuckin' giraffe
She gave me long neck like a fucking giraffe
3 bands for the jacket, that's RAF (RAF)
Get on the beat and I dab, uh
Came a long way just had to work on my craft
Wanna fuck this bitch inside like I'm stirring up [?]
Ballin' on niggas like the NBA draft
I'm to clean bitch, like a mufuckin' bath
Count up the guap like I'm good at math
Back then I was fucked up, now im on a straight path
Run up the sack with no shoulder pads
Since I was a youngin', I knew I would be the man
Double my cup when I'm sippin' on kickstand
These niggas gon' sink quick, just like some quicksand
Don't fear no one got a gun in my pants
She suck on my dick without using her hands
2016, I had to juug for like 20 bands
I'm with the same gang, no new friends (Gang)
I count up the guap till the world ends (Yuh)

[Chorus]
Chopsticks spin like a whirlwind (Brr)
Benihana chopstick, eat with your girlfriend
Fuck her one time, I cannot be your boyfriend
Rock out the show get the backend (Beep)
Come shop, nigga the pack in (Yeah)
Walk inside Magic, I don't get a lap dance
Quick on my feet like a tap dance
Pull up all black like I'm batman (Skrt)

[Verse 2]
Sippin on drank, now I feel like a fat man
She get on my nerves, that bitch might get a back hand
That shit that you smoking belong in the trash can
Bussin a draco, you gon need a casket (Grrr)
My money was little now look at the way it expand (Beep)
My Glock with a 30 bitch, shit don't jam (Bow)
Gotta watch how I walk cause my shoes cost a couple grand
Big backwood, Imma roll up like four grams

[Outro]
Aight we gotta do it again 'cause I was, I was [?]
K Preme