[Verse 1: KiNG MALA]
God called, she said I'm headed straight into the fire
But I like the way that it burns
Karma keeps showing up and slashing all my tires
But maybe that's what I deserve
For being so reckless
Eating my breakfast with a side of regret, placing my bets
Earning my spot on the blacklist
God called, she said it's toxic that I like to suffer
I blocked her number
[Pre-Chorus 1: KiNG MALA]
Tried it all, played my role
Did everything I was told
But the universe still has me in a choke hold, so
[Chorus 1: KiNG MALA]
If life is gonna fuck me
Then givе it to me sloppy
On a silver platter, sеrve me a disaster
Get undressed, leave a mess worry 'bout it after
[Post-Chorus: KiNG MALA]
Get in bed with my dread
Nothing really matters
[Verse 2: UPSAHL]
Last night, I heard my future tapping on my window
She was scary, but I let her inside
Did lines in the bathroom, made out on the floor
She tried to stay over so I showed her the door
[Pre-Chorus 2: UPSAHL]
'Cause I tried it all, played my role
Did everything that I was told
But the universe still has me in a choke hold
[Chorus 1: UPSAHL]
If life is gonna fuck me
Then give it to me sloppy
On a silver platter, serve me a disaster
Get undressed, leave a mess, worry 'bout it after
[Chorus 2: UPSAHL]
If life is gonna fuck me (fuck me)
It better call me mommy
Bend me over backwards
Dare to make me sadder
Get undressed, leave a mess, worry 'bout it after
[Post-Chorus: UPSAHL, Both]
Get in bed with my dread
Nothing really matters
[Outro: KiNG MALA, UPSAHL, Both]
Oh, no, no, no
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
(Nothing really matters)
Chaos, lovers, train wreck (maybe it's)
Living for the sickness
Psycho, villain, eyes closed
Sloppy but I'm serving
Oh, no, no, no
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
sloppy was written by KiNG MALA & Jonny Shorr & Rob Auerbach & UPSAHL.
sloppy was produced by Jonny Shorr & Rob Auerbach.