Messy* lyrics
by Yeat
[Chrous]
Pull up, they gon' line up behind me
Every b*tch gon' pull—mountain climber, she climbing
I'm in private jet, baby, I'm in a different climate
I'm f*ckin' on lil' shawty, she so wet I might go sign it
Different lifestyle, baby, go back and rewind it
Everybody wanna f*ck with me, they can't find me
Find me
Diamonds sent—diamonds sent me (pull, pull)
Don’t pull up and upset me
I like what you wear, it's so sexy
I'm like when you c*m, c*m on me
Baby wanna pull up, and she wanna love me
If this b*tch could grind me up (brr), she would snort me (and get high)
Evеrybody wanna live free until you die (oh, oh, ohh)
[Verse]
Don't touch me (oh, oh)
All my [?] shе sex—