Get Loose Freestyle

popping bottles rasing trophies

give me all the profits and the proceeds

flows key, said you got bars than show me only,

if your raps are nice I'll let you finish

all I get is green,like im ordering spinach

chasing after gold they think I'm playing quid-itch

the new kid on the block, like I come from Massachusetts

Live in a town of the Jewish, crew shit, too lit

always off the bars and the blue shit,

smoke mad weed never sniffed up the cool whip

Twitter ranting for the hell of it

bout to cop a zip now I'm selling it

hella quick, posted in the whip Now I wanna dip,

putting pipe to the bitches like the plumber

ending da rant like I play for the thunder

New york weather, so cold in the summer, what a bummer

Shmurda Shmagz from the Island

Part Cuban and I'm flyin, not lying just a lion

make her so wet now her pussy is crying,

yooo the liquor got me tripping,

but im the purple sprite sippin, bud flipping

magician, make zips disappear like a black kitten

I'm spittin, no lisp but the bars are crisp

always in the club cause im on the list,

I got a bitch, I got weed to twist,

I got bars to sniff, I got bars to spit,

I got cars and whips, shits lit,

Now Im back to the rhymes

I'm the new york times, I bring New york rhymes

Long Island representative, argumentative,

I will rent your kids, put em to work,

I'm a jerk,

my aunt had twins, brand #NewBoys

got both kids, brand new toys,

they try fixing shmagz but nothing is broken

pretty, valuable, of course hes outspoken,

I feel like Curry in Oakland,

when I'm smokin, I'm chokin,

laughing and joking,

snoop g and its filled with the kief

no chief, inhaling maple leafs,

like the hockey team from the 6

im off of the sticks

xanax the new heroin there serving the kids

its so addictive,

here Jonathan

take another Klonopin,

14 years old when they put me on meds

hes 18, they wanna put him to bed

they want him dead,

fuck that theres no way I'm given in,

call an audible i'm shifting to win,

finna dab on the haters,

But i don't fight I'm a quaker,

sike, thick backwood can I get a light

I come alive in the night,

offically 6 foot tall thats my height,

some think I'm nocturnal, pissing people off like a urinal

If you aint got no haters you ain't poppin guess I'm poppin like a kernel