A MESS

You ever met a bad bitch who dont need permission
Yes its me and if i see it and i want it imma get it
I aint really wit that drama imma go about my business
If it aint about some digits imma pivot wit the quickness
Got these lil birdies chirpin while i counting up my chickens
Like a farmer keep the toolie for this green that i be gettin
And i swear if you act stupid its gon only take a minute
Leave a nigga quarantined i know he sick i had to distance
Ugh
If i take a l, i aint worried bout it that much
I love spending money just to see it running back up
I was in the trap while you niggas eating sack lunch
I was rolling backs made you niggas have to back up

I think that these niggas really pressed
Huh
Hit the weed twice like im french
Yuh
I be balling hardt you on the bench
Damn
Dripping on these niggas really drenched
Whoa
I been wit my dog johnny test
Aye
Why you on my phone you a mess
Fuck

I'm bout to pop
Boy it's not a coincidence
Right at the top
Of the mf pyramid
I know you acting hard just for appearances
If i speak on it, it comes from experience
If i pull up to your party i'm clearing it
I see a bag then you know i'm securing it
Hop out my lane cause you know i'm gon swerve in it
Slide on a beat and you know i'm gon murder it
He said he on
But i ain't never heard of him
My stain is too strong
Like you can't wear that shirt again
Bitch im too boujie i look too luxurious
Shut the fuck up when i'm making some purchases
Keep it too solid i ain't even worrying
These niggas roaches you see how they scurrying
Stalking my twitter i guess that's the bird in him
Just like a vulture the way they be circling
One things for certain
I don't trust a serpent
I look like a angel but bitch i'm the dirtiest



Credits
Writer(s): Ky Star
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