Messing Wit Me

(álbum: Born To Drip - 2020)

Naw, forreal, ooh. You know what I'm saying, Taylor Gang than a mothafucka. You know what I'm saying, drippin sauce. You know what I'm sayin...

Ohhh...

Got this bitch n ill put in her belly
At a show met a freak had to tell her me Meditelle
Can't fuck with the young bitch, I ain't R. Kelly
I remember doing the light but now I'm doing heavy
I ain't tryna build life like Melly
I ain't tryna have a celly
I ain't do a cup of syrup (aye)
You know I don't want it cuz I smell it
Now my bitch cut my tools, I ain't tryna get married (ohh)
Smoking on Mary Jane
Dippin in the fast lane
I was down and out 'til the cash came
Nigga too high, yeah I'm feeling like an airplane
If ya played out, Imma call the nigga Lizzane
Run a nigga over like a choo choo choo train
Gotta stay low, keep inside is how I do thangs
Yeah Imma ball like a hoop down at two lanes
And I stay fly, like a nigga grew out two wings
No sauce
(Hey Hey!)

You are not messing with me (oh)
You are not messing with me (hey)
You are not messing with me (oh)
You are not messing with me (aye)
You are not messing with me (oh)
You are not messing with me (oh)
You are not messing with me (aye)

Straight through the back when you came with the cap
My whole team just came in
Chain full of stones, while a J getting stoned
When you gang, then you just can't bend
Niggas talking paying they rent
I just spent that on rims
I been throwing hundred dollar bills
Bitch gon' drown if the bitch can't swim (yeah, yup)
Counting up Wins
Cash in my cup
Fill it with Jin (yeah, yup)
Weed like a siren, can't feel my eyelids
Don't want her, she got mileage
Don't want a house, I want a palace
I own a jet and own a pilot
Only rich niggas know about it
My bank account is overcrowded
And you don't make no deposit

You are not messing with me (oh)
You are not messing with me (hey)
You are not messing with me (oh)
You are not messing with me (aye)
You are not messing with me (oh)
You are not messing with me (aye)
You are not messing with me (oh)