Messy - Joe Moses

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