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making a mess - pooh shiesty lyrics

[intro: pooh shiesty & veeze]
brr (big blrrrd, baby)
big blrrrd (gang gang)
blrrrd (soul soundz)
my n*gga big30 in this b*tch (red dead, you so f*ckin’ bumpin’, bruh)
my n*gga shiesty in this b*tch (big blrrrd)
slatt, slatt, slatt

[verse 1: pooh shiesty]
it’s f*ck you off the rip if you ain’t cg or the set, yup (if you ain’t cg or the set)
all y’all still gotta go, you ain’t gotta line up, it don’t matter who next (gotta line up, it don’t matter who next)
catch me with two red twins on side of me like johnny test (like johnny test)
enеmigo i know f*cked up, for pesos, he chop ya flеsh (chop ya flesh)
i’m too slow to pour the twelve, i think wock’ was my best invest (wock’, wock’, wock’)
and when it’s me, 30, and veeze, they triple team and choose the threat (choose the threat)
ho, don’t ask what i want for my birthday, give me what’s under your head
no, i can’t burn your top for free, need your prescription for the meds
these n*ggas know i take beef serious
tryna fake they death, i know they ain’t dead (b*tch, i know you ain’t dead)
375 breed monsters, but we don’t come from under the bed (yeah)
drop the load, n*ggas know where we at (we at)
better know shorty shoot shot, all net (shorty shoot shot, all net)
these blue hundreds will open her legs (her legs)
she love when i spray it, it’s makin’ her wet, blrrrd, blrrrd
[chorus: pooh shiesty]
i’m flirtin’, it’s makin’ her wet
she hit me back as soon as i text
you think that i’m bustin’ a tec
the glock got a switch, that b*tch bis*xual
i told her i don’t want s*x (no s*x), i’m tryna send a load to your address (i’m tryna send a load to your address)
i’m cuttin’ it, makin’ it stretch (stretch), i get in the kitchen, i’m makin’ a mess (a mess)

[verse 2: big30]
blrrrd, big blrrrd (blrrrd), that’s how we hit the stage (hit the stage)
burberry my trench, i just performed with a full*body k (with that drac’)
these dominican, i threw her in just to bust on her face (uh)
big30 tote thirty, pop her, get flawless gang, cartier (ice)
moncler skully, vest is cold, i’m totin’ a .357 (a blrrrd)
i’m juggin’ these ‘bows, finessin’ (finesse)
i’m pimpin’ these hoes, they sellin’ they s*x (they s*x)
my son ain’t even turned three, he got a rolex, my kid’s a flex (he flex)
i go anywhere with this ice around my neck, i’m strapped and blessed (get stretched)
big glock for my protect, your sh*t ain’t c*cked, you strapped for sh*t (you pluggin’)
i took you on a l!ck, you ain’t shoot sh*t but told a b*tch (shoot nothin’)
your job was not to snitch and better not stop this car for sh*t (you plug)
i told you if you wear your mask, you truly gon’ be missed (you f*cked)

[chorus: veeze & pooh shiesty]
i’m flirtin’, it’s makin’ her wet
she hit me back as soon as i text
you think that i’m bustin’ a tec
glock got a switch, that b*tch bis*xual
i told her i don’t want s*x (s*x), i’m tryna send a load to your address (address)
i’m cuttin’ it, makin’ it stretch (it strech), i get in the kitchen, i’m makin’ a mess (yeah, yeah)
[verse 3: veeze]
n*ggas say they on my neck
how? n*gga ain’t try to touch me yet (what?)
if i feel a threat, i’ll make sure a n*gga breathe no breath, yeah
n*gga gon’ diss on the ‘net, we gon’ pull up to the hood you rep (yeah)
my shorty shoot shot, all net
my n*gga shoot shot, all net
i’m swervin’ off perkys and syrup, this sh*t the same color as 30 ‘vette (yeah)
that n*gga got caught and he talked to the sheriff, he do not deserve respect
i told her i’m shiesty and slimy, they trust me, i think they ain’t heard me yet
we never gon’ aim at your chest, n*gga, i hope your vest got a turtleneck
i told her i just want the head
i don’t even wanna get inside the bed with you (no way)
he ran, so we chopped at his back
now he gotta live his whole life like a vegetable (f*ck)
i been shoppin’ and blowin’ a sack
i used to trap in the spot like a mexican (for real)
my shorties ain’t got no aim
they gon’ k!ll you and every n*gga who next to you (sh*t)

- pooh shiesty lyrics

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