Messy Lyrics – Quavo & Takeoff

Messy Lyrics

Takeoff
Yeahhh
Quavo
DJ Durel
Takeoff
They Thought we forget We ain’t forget
Don’t let that broke bitch in cause she too messy (Bitch)
Who the fuck them broke boys with? Get out my section (Get out my section)
Just pulled a muscle god damn too much flexing (Damn)
Caught’em in traffic on the acid then we pressing (Gottem)
Smoking zaza every second I be stressing (Cough Cough)
If you ain’t trying to beat’em fuck it won’t you stretch’em (Do that)
They wipe their nose for that tissue god blessem (Wipe it)
I dropped a 4 of purp I call that shit Chris Webber (Drank, Takeoff)
Takeoff
I know you niggas wanna be me but its levels (Bitch)
I got the gang tatted on me thats 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 gonna tell’em (Uh huh)
Push it push it run it through it get that bag cmon (Go)
Titanic yatch big enough for all my niggas to jump on (Cmon)
I know she came with you but she looking for me to go home (Me)
Rollie discounted like the drink I used to sip on (Sip on)
And thats Act nigga, not wock, not quagen, not red
Takeoff
Don’t let that broke bitch in cause she too messy (Bitch)
Who the fuck them broke boys with? Get out my section (Get out my section)
Just pulled a muscle god damn too much flexing (Damn)
Caught’em in traffic on the acid then we pressing (Gottem)
Smoking zaza every second I be stressing (Cough Cough)
If you ain’t trying to beat’em fuck it won’t you stretch’em (Do that)
They wipe their nose for that tissue god blessem (Wipe it)
I dropped a 4 of purp I call that shit Chris Webber (Drank, Huncho)
Quavo
I’m the Huncho bitch I’m bout my cheddar (Quavo)
Lil hoe be going out sad lil bitch do better (Bitch)
She want me to hit it put my blicky on the dresser (Glocky)
Feeling brilliant just like Elon popped a Tesla (Pop it go)
If you ain’t got no motion you can’t stand up in my session (Get out)
I said caresha please cause she too messy (Please)
Bitch fucked my dawg behind my back but I ain’t stressing (Not at all)
You wanted the gang you should’ve just said it we would’ve blessed you
(should’ve just said it) Now shit got messy
Smoking exotic shit with an exotic bitch (Exotics)
Geeking I’m bringing all kind of narcotics with me (Narcan)
Got guns on the table I’m like who fire this is (Who)
This bitch got passed security I’m like who let her in (Damn)
Takeoff
Don’t let that broke bitch in cause she too messy (Bitch)
Who the fuck them broke boys with? Get out my section (Get out my section)
Just pulled a muscle god damn too much flexing (Damn)
Caught’em in traffic on the acid then we pressing (Gottem)
Smoking zaza every second I be stressing (Cough Cough)
If you ain’t trying to beat’em fuck it won’t you stretch’em (Do that)
They wipe their nose for that tissue god blessem (Wipe it)
I dropped a 4 of purp I call that shit Chris Webber (Drank)