Sloppy Joe Freestyle Lyrics

That boy is a snitch, hah

Ah, I'm still getting rich huh

Yeah, got Margiela ribs boy

Uh, they march at ya crib boy

I came out the jungle, uh

I'm bout to do a flex up

I get up on the board, uh, flex my muscle

Feel like Arnold Schwarzenegger, build my body, hustle

Gonna govern y'all boys, now listen up

I mix the Actavis with the drugs

I smoke that kush, and I get what's up

I'm back on the shrooms again

I'm finding God and getting some

He told me to stop doing drugs

I told him when I stop feeling love

And all the pain that comes along with it

Yeah, I'm really soft on the inside but hard with it

I'm like chocolate covered marshmallow goblin dip

What you wanna talk bout, bish, yeah I'll pop your whip

I just made five hundred bands, Five days, sp-spend it all again

Ain't good at saving money, but I'm good at getting it right back again

Good at making it, can't save it for shit, yeah, buy a bag and shit

Why would I invest when I can have fun right now, answer me this

If I die tomorrow, why the fuck I care about M's in my bank account bitch

Rather have M's being spent

Rather get experience

Living once, bitch, till the death cashing out, yeah I never cash in

Yeah I'm sorry bout this shit, I'm living dumb, really bout to die lit

I feel like Playboi Carti, fucking up my brain, all this fucking metamorphosis

I'm bout to change up on ya, get a sentence

Yeah

Feeling like I need a cross, need a pendant

All these demons on me in your head, bitch

The devil talking to me through the meds, bitch

I'm just really in here, might call the feds on myself

I'm feeling so dat bitch

Yeah

Have 'em shoot at me like JFK that's red, bitch

I pour all five of the meds, bitch

And they told me get upset, bitch

How I met your mother, Ted bitch

I gotta get back with a red bitch

Clifford, that big dog, got that hammer on me, that's a dead switch

On your dead ops, he told me, you a dead bitch

I got a scratch these lil boys can't itch