Louielee & nelo g - Message

Yeah I’m clean nigga watch where you steppin
Paid a bean for the dip that’s a lot if you guessin
These runtz in my wood I ain’t ever did no stressin
Tell yo bitch get off my team for I teach her ass a lesson
I be outer space coolin with the jetsons
Spent a salad on my clothes got Italian for the dressing
You would think I’m buff as hell by the way I be flexin
Yeah bitch I’m clean if you ain’t get the message
If ain’t about a check we ain’t texting
You only here to drop the neck so nah we ain’t sexing
Thought you was my girl yeah bitch you really stretchin
I’m a dog but a bag tho only thing that I’m fetching
Ah shit yeah I’m back up on my shit again
On a paper chase just sprintin to the benjamins
Had to leave her, she could never be my chick again
She was fuccin up my cash, I like expensive shit
LouieLee the name I got bands up in the stash
Cause I got strippers at the crib they just wanna shake sum ass
All night this bitch kept mistaken me for her dad
Just blew this bitch bacc now I’m bacc up in my bag
You ain’t got no figures time to get up off yo ass
Whole gang come in first, while you niggas stuck in last
Niggas wanna try us but we know it ain’t really that
So let a nigga tweak he gon see a lotta straps
Wacc a nigga with these nunchucks
Get fucced up get yo buccs up
I’m from the lows don’t get stucc up
Shordy tryna fucc I’m with her friend like so what
Get yo soul crushed I’m from the snow
But this is no bluff so my heart cold
And you know I give no fuccs
Where I’m from being safe is learning to keep a pole tucked
And if you ain’t got it with you then you bet not even show up
Fucc I look like fighting when this fit cost me so much
Yeah I’m clean nigga watch where you steppin
Paid a bean for the dip that’s a lot if you guessin
These runtz in my wood I ain’t ever did no stressin
Tell yo bitch get off my team for I teach her ass a lesson
I be outer space coolin with the jetsons
Spent a salad on my clothes got Italian for the dressing
You would think I’m buff as hell by the way I be flexin
Yeah bitch I’m clean if you ain’t get the message
Fucc 2 bitches same day that’s some me shit
New bitch a new bitch that’s some Lee shit
Ya see it pop out they wanna freak shit
Like it’s freak niq on live with a freak bitch
And I treat shit I ain’t scared of no nigga
I’m with all that iont compare with these niggas
Nina on me and I got the snare on me nigga
And it get cold Big Bear lil nigga aye
Nelo G the P and the P for put a bitch in check
And they say I’m blessed
Wait to see the shit I’m doing next
Ex try to flex but I ain’t hearing shit now
Shorty capped she still out here fuccing with her rebound
I done did some better shit bad bitch nailing it
If I ask selling it man I love the life I live
I ain’t have a pot to piss now I got a lot of shit
Nigga try to rob some shit
Best believe we popping shit
Shoot first ask last we don’t do the talking shit
Blacc gloves blacc mask you ont want them problems kid
Mask up smash grab we with all kinda shit
Bacc up bacc bacc for I get to sparking shit
Yeah I’m clean nigga watch where you steppin
Paid a bean for the dip that’s a lot if you guessin
These runtz in my wood I ain’t ever did no stressin
Tell yo bitch get off my team for I teach her ass a lesson
I be outer space coolin with the jetsons
Spent a salad on my clothes got Italian for the dressing
You would think I’m buff as hell by the way I be flexing
Yeah bitch I’m clean if you ain’t get the message

Writers: LeeVontae Cuff , Neilyn Wright

Lyrics © DistroKid

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