Sour Joy
Keep up with my lyrics
Cause they really smooth
(Tell em tell em)
Imma have to go
And teach the ways
To really rap shit
Life is like a game
Of dice I'm always
Throwing craps in
Keep on talking when
I catch you goofy ass
What happened?
Goofy ass not laughing
Keep on sleeping
On my name
Swear I'm dreaming
Of the day
Middle finger to any
Hater who got something
To say
Middle finger I'll catch you
Later gotta go reach my plane
(Woo)
I'm about to go and take off
Roll it up is it a bake off
Wiz Khalifa it's a bake off
I'm moving quick
I always play hard
I'm in the hellcat
It's not a play car
Fast turning need
To call state farm
We skirt on lakeline
Wrong turn but the days right
We sip the grapevine
We sip the great wine
Couple baddies tryna hit
My FaceTime
Are you listening?
Hope you is
Are you mad yet?
Take my test
Shut up take the quiz
Dirty 30 hit the net
I'm popping off the lid
No one said that I could
Do it bitch I'm the K.I.D.
That's a reference to MAC
Call me Po but I'm Matt
Take his bitch now he mad
Never fucked with the math
But I'm gon still get a bag
I divide all the cash
I pass it back keep a rack
That's my plan on the map
Rapping that is a fact
I'm writing everything back
(Back back)
People still be sleeping on me
Why the hell do you check?
All you do is get me money
Hopefully soon a check
Not to mention
How my brother slamming
Shit like he Shaq
Fredo be his name
23 balling on his back
Shoutout GB3 play in
Portland but no CP3
I know you listening
So please feel free
To go and listen
To my whole EP
the way I'm twisting
All my words you'll see
Just how I've been moving
Silently please
I can really do this shit all day
I can really see myself getting
Paid for the way that I talk
And the way that
I phrase my words
For the way that
I rhyme it hurts
Only matter of time
I'm sure, I'm finna blow
People come on go
Ahead and split the vote
Cause who really think
That they could take me
In any rap shit
Bring it back I sound
Like magic
Solo dolo on the track
I didn't pass it
Just like Kobe
In a jag
Moving fastly
Mazda6 gon do the job
For screwing in the backseat
when I'm done I drop
Her off I'm not a taxi
Big o'l boobies
Like a movie
Call her Jackie
if you find
That shit offensive
Come and slap me
Cause they really smooth
(Tell em tell em)
Imma have to go
And teach the ways
To really rap shit
Life is like a game
Of dice I'm always
Throwing craps in
Keep on talking when
I catch you goofy ass
What happened?
Goofy ass not laughing
Keep on sleeping
On my name
Swear I'm dreaming
Of the day
Middle finger to any
Hater who got something
To say
Middle finger I'll catch you
Later gotta go reach my plane
(Woo)
I'm about to go and take off
Roll it up is it a bake off
Wiz Khalifa it's a bake off
I'm moving quick
I always play hard
I'm in the hellcat
It's not a play car
Fast turning need
To call state farm
We skirt on lakeline
Wrong turn but the days right
We sip the grapevine
We sip the great wine
Couple baddies tryna hit
My FaceTime
Are you listening?
Hope you is
Are you mad yet?
Take my test
Shut up take the quiz
Dirty 30 hit the net
I'm popping off the lid
No one said that I could
Do it bitch I'm the K.I.D.
That's a reference to MAC
Call me Po but I'm Matt
Take his bitch now he mad
Never fucked with the math
But I'm gon still get a bag
I divide all the cash
I pass it back keep a rack
That's my plan on the map
Rapping that is a fact
I'm writing everything back
(Back back)
People still be sleeping on me
Why the hell do you check?
All you do is get me money
Hopefully soon a check
Not to mention
How my brother slamming
Shit like he Shaq
Fredo be his name
23 balling on his back
Shoutout GB3 play in
Portland but no CP3
I know you listening
So please feel free
To go and listen
To my whole EP
the way I'm twisting
All my words you'll see
Just how I've been moving
Silently please
I can really do this shit all day
I can really see myself getting
Paid for the way that I talk
And the way that
I phrase my words
For the way that
I rhyme it hurts
Only matter of time
I'm sure, I'm finna blow
People come on go
Ahead and split the vote
Cause who really think
That they could take me
In any rap shit
Bring it back I sound
Like magic
Solo dolo on the track
I didn't pass it
Just like Kobe
In a jag
Moving fastly
Mazda6 gon do the job
For screwing in the backseat
when I'm done I drop
Her off I'm not a taxi
Big o'l boobies
Like a movie
Call her Jackie
if you find
That shit offensive
Come and slap me
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Muench
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