Lyrics Messy - Joe Moses

Messy

Word around town you tripping
Heard you back out of the clinic
I heard you back popping them xannies with sandy
I heard all them kids back living at grannies
I heard all yo friends don’t fuck with you
I heard you be fucking like a prostitute stop dm’ing your
Best friend nigga
Everyday you sip lean
Everyday you sip liquor
You’s a coke head bitch
But you still on the side
Hashtag bitch i bet my best friend ride
Got three baby daddies
And they all gang bang
And only hang around hoes
That be on the same thing
I don’t trust a broke bitch
I don’t need no hoes
Can’t stand no thots
All i want is a roll
They say birds of a feather
Flock with together
I don’t need no bitch riding round being extra
I see you still with the messy shit
I heard you still with the messy shit
All them bitches gone when you doing bad
And all them bitches here when your check cash
Fake ass jewelry got a neck rash
And a couple hunnid dollars shit it won’t last
Baby daddy tripping on your new nigga
Heard yo new nigga got a new bitch
Word around town he got a new kid
Screen shot screen shot
Messy bitches I don’t fuck with your kind
Misery is company and you lying
Heard you got a new scam all on the gram how you can turn a Hundred to a mother
fucking gram
Bitch
I don’t trust a broke bitch
I don’t need no hoes
Can’t stand no thots
All i want is a roll
They say birds of a feather
Flock with together
I don’t need no bitch riding round being extra
I see you still with the messy shit
I heard you still with the messy shit
Heard you got kids up the ass
With your little ass dick
And your head game is trash
These lil niggas talk like hoes
I ain’t handing out pussy but you know how it goes
My bitches goes zero to ten
Stop flossing you bum
That car ain’t yo shit
That chain ain’t yo chain
You niggas is lame
You can’t fool me
Better stay in your lane
You stay with your moms
But on IG balling
Bitch, get a grip
Tell your nigga stop calling
Trust no bitch
Cause these hoes to messy
Deuce deuce in my boots bitch come and test me
I don’t trust a broke bitch
I don’t need no hoes
Can’t stand no thots
All I want is a roll
They say birds of a feather
Flock with together
I see you still with the messy shit
I heard you still with the messy shit
All you need is a bag of weed
And a thunder bird cherry bull
All you need is a bag of weed
And a thunder bird cherry bull