Download Quavo & Takeoff – Messy MP3 Free Audio Lyrics Mp4 Video
The popular American rapper, Quavo and Takeoff has been collaborating together ever since their split with their Migos brother, Offset and before the tragic death of Takeoff they collaborated on new album called “Build For Infinity Links” which gives birth to this classic single titled “Messy.”
Messy is probably the last official music video Takeoff appeared in before he died, may his soul rest in peace.
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Messy lyrics by Quavo and Takeoff
Yeah
(DJ Durell) they thought we forgot
We ain’t forget
Don’t let that broke b- in ’cause she too messy
Who the f- them broke boys with? Get out my section (get out my section)
Just pulled a muscle, god-, too much flexin’ (damn)
Caught ’em in traffic on an accident, we pressin’ (got ’em)
Smokin’ zaza every second I be stressin’
If y’ain’t tryna beat ’em, f- it, won’t you stretch ’em? (Do that)
They wiped his nose for that tissue, God bless him (wipe it)
I dropped a four of p-, I call that sh- Chris Webber (drank, Takeoff)
I know you n- wanna be me, but it’s levels
I got the gang tatted on me, that’s forever (gang)
Wanna know my moves and all my spots, but I move clever (move)
Wanna know my stash, how much I got, but I ain’t gon’ tell ’em (uh-uh)
Push it, push it, runnin’ through it, get that bag, come on (go)
Titanic yacht, big enough for all my n- to jump on (come on)
I know she came with you, but she lookin’ for me to go home (me)
Rollie discontinued like the drank I used to sip on
And that’s Act’, n-
Not Wock
Not Quagen
Not red
Don’t let that broke b- in ’cause she too messy (b-)
Who the f- them broke boys with? Get out my section (get out my section)
Just pulled a muscle, goddamn, too much flexin’ (damn)
Caught ’em in traffic on an accident, we pressin’ (got ’em)
Smokin’ zaza every second I be stressin’
If y’ain’t tryna beat ’em, f- it, won’t you stretch ’em? (Do that)
They wiped his nose for that tissue, God bless him (wipe it)
I dropped a four of p-, I call that sh- Chris Webber (drank, Huncho)
I’m the Huncho, b-, I’m ’bout my cheddar (Quavo)
Lil’ h- keep goin’ out sad, lil’ b-, do better
She want me to hit it, put my blicky on the dresser (Glocky)
Feelin’ brilliant just like Elon, popped a Tesla (pop it, go)
Y’ain’t got no motion, you can’t stand up in my section (get out)
I said, “Caresha, please” (su) ’cause she too messy (please)
B- f- my dog behind my back, but I ain’t stressin’ (not at all)
You wanted the gang, you should’ve just said it, we would’ve blessed it (should’ve just said it)
Now sh- got messy (uh)
Smokin’ exotic sh- with an exotic b- (exotics)
Geekin’, I’m bringin’ all kind of narcotics with me (narcotics)
Got guns on the table, I’m like, “Who fire this is?” (who?)
This b- got past security, I’m like, “Who let her in?” (gang)
Don’t let that broke b- in ’cause she too messy
Who the f- them broke boys with? Get out my section (get out my section)
Just pulled a muscle, goddamn, too much flexin’ (damn)
Caught ’em in traffic on an accident, we pressin’ (got ’em)
Smokin’ zaza every second I be stressin’
If y’ain’t tryna beat ’em, f- it, won’t you stretch ’em? (Do that)
They wiped his nose for that tissue, God bless him (wipe it)
I dropped a four of p-, I call that sh- Chris Webber (drank)