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Messy
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Philip Lindsey
Philip Lindsey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Latrell James
Latrell James
Producer
Hazardis Soundz
Hazardis Soundz
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Huh I'ma top floor it if they let me Some streets I'm on be guessy need a lint roller I'm messy Back when my shorty was cheating I got in my feelings that money my bestie Left car running like Jesse know that they cant grand theft me Know it was real when ma ain't call police when that nigga got shot off that 10 speed Niggas don't know how to stand in the ocean I'm cool put my bitch on a jet ski Na death threat don't stress me na they cant jump here I'm wesley Choke hold can't get neck free, no go where I No go where I'm sliding like I'm cooking out with the fam huh Turned it to a movie I done went Ludacris with them grams huh All love when it's backstage but I gotta move around with that fan huh Trying catch good weather cuzzo been doing a lot with that tan Why them captions bitter I got og's move them shells around like master splinter She gone wanna make a million if I'm rapping with her I couldn't see that Benz or rollie had to tap antenna I'm a savage nigga hold up Huh Dumbing out dumbing out aye Hoodied Up Hoodied up aye She hit me line every time she see me spin aye I'm coming down round them demons drop the brim aye We all the way it get messy bout them m's uh Dumbing out dumbing out aye Hoodied up hoodied up aye She hit my bddddrrp every time she see me I'm coming down round them demons drop the brim aye We all the way it get messy bout them Huh I'ma 5 star if they sleeping got me right off in the deep end Smirking I'm gold teething Come round here they ask you where you from for no reason Dip set for the screeching inf red for the reaching Twenty percent tint like president that's for the sneaking Kept it cool like Kieth my cuz got locked up every weekend Sheesh them bags say Niemans now she out here fiending I was air force one cleaning she ain't want part like She ain't want part like I'm tony she caught up with frank bet that went all to the bank I was right there on that porch going hard in the paint heavy on street like a tank Moving like 600 series before I come short yea I'ma shout out my drink Running them yards up I shine in the field like a saint doubters gone act like its ain't Them captions crazy all them flashbacks from them buildings got me downtown wavy I can't come off what I grind for have them pushing daisy We stood tall on every corner ain't no moving flaky It's Dorchester baby Huh Dumbing out dumbing out aye Hoodied Up Hoodied up aye She hit me line every time she see me spin aye I'm coming down round them demons drop the brim aye We all the way it get messy bout them m's uh Dumbing out dumbing out aye Hoodied up hoodied up aye She hit my bduurp every time she see me I'm coming down round them demons drop the brim aye We all the way it get messy bout them
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