Messages

Ayy, yeah, Matt OX
Yeah, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah

Messages, yeah, I check my messages
She been texting me, she been tripping, man
Think I'm chasing her, but I'm chasing bands
Ay, you not my bro, yeah, you not my mans
I got Saint Laurent, all up on my shades
And I got the Benjis, all up in my bands
All up in my pants, I've been hustling
They a bunch of lames, I can't hang with them
And I treat your main like a side chick
I've been running up, they've been taking flicks
She ain't bang with me 'til she saw my chain
On a new level, in a new lane
When she look at it, all she saw was ring
Fiji on my wrist, watch the diamonds bling
Watch the diamonds sing
Yeah that's how I do my dance
If you're talking, catch these hands
Make it out of the badlands
Spitting fire on the damn track
If I got the mic, I never lack
I don't sleep, I don't take naps
I'm just balling with my squad
Yeah I swear I love my brothers
We gon' make it to the top charts
This is only the damn start, yeah

Only the damn start
Messages, check my messages
People texting me
She been texting me
Messages, check my messages
People texting me
She been texting me
Check my messages
Check my messages
Messages, messages
Check my messages