Testo Messy - Quavo
Testo della canzone Messy (Quavo), tratta dall'album HIP HOP HITS 2015 - 2024
Yeah
(DJ Durell) they thought we forgot
We ain't forget
Don't let that broke b- in 'cause she too messy
Who the f- them broke boys with? Get out my section (get out my section)
Just pulled a muscle, god-, too much flexin' (damn)
Caught 'em in traffic on an accident, we pressin' (got 'em)
Smokin' zaza every second I be stressin'
If y'ain't tryna beat 'em, f- it, won't you stretch 'em? (Do that)
They wiped his nose for that tissue, God bless him (wipe it)
I dropped a four of p-, I call that sh- Chris Webber (drank, Takeoff)
I know you n- wanna be me, but it's levels
I got the gang tatted on me, that's forever (gang)
Wanna know my moves and all my spots, but I move clever (move)
Wanna know my stash, how much I got, but I ain't gon' tell 'em (uh-uh)
Push it, push it, runnin' through it, get that bag, come on (go)
Titanic yacht, big enough for all my n- to jump on (come on)
I know she came with you, but she lookin' for me to go home (me)
Rollie discontinued like the drank I used to sip on
And that's Act', n-
Not Wock
Not Quagen
Not red
Don't let that broke b- in 'cause she too messy (b-)
Who the f- them broke boys with? Get out my section (get out my section)
Just pulled a muscle, goddamn, too much flexin' (damn)
Caught 'em in traffic on an accident, we pressin' (got 'em)
Smokin' zaza every second I be stressin'
If y'ain't tryna beat 'em, f- it, won't you stretch 'em? (Do that)
They wiped his nose for that tissue, God bless him (wipe it)
I dropped a four of p-, I call that sh- Chris Webber (drank, Huncho)
I'm the Huncho, b-, I'm 'bout my cheddar (Quavo)
Lil' h- keep goin' out sad, lil' b-, do better
She want me to hit it, put my blicky on the dresser (Glocky)
Feelin' brilliant just like Elon, popped a Tesla (pop it, go)
Y'ain't got no motion, you can't stand up in my section (get out)
I said, "Caresha, please" (su) 'cause she too messy (please)
B- f- my dog behind my back, but I ain't stressin' (not at all)
You wanted the gang, you should've just said it, we would've blessed it (should've just said it)
Now sh- got messy (uh)
Smokin' exotic sh- with an exotic b- (exotics)
Geekin', I'm bringin' all kind of narcotics with me (narcotics)
Got guns on the table, I'm like, "Who fire this is?" (who?)
This b- got past security, I'm like, "Who let her in?" (gang)
Don't let that broke b- in 'cause she too messy
Who the f- them broke boys with? Get out my section (get out my section)
Just pulled a muscle, goddamn, too much flexin' (damn)
Caught 'em in traffic on an accident, we pressin' (got 'em)
Smokin' zaza every second I be stressin'
If y'ain't tryna beat 'em, f- it, won't you stretch 'em? (Do that)
They wiped his nose for that tissue, God bless him (wipe it)
I dropped a four of p-, I call that sh- Chris Webber (drank)
Credits
Writer(s): Quavious Keyate Marshall, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Daryl Mcpherson, Philipp Lindworsky, Aaron Raj Tanarasoo
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