lirik lagu prota - mess around
from the jungle we some silver backs/
i’m still rolling up inside the silver packs/
i’m adam silver boy i run this whole sh~t while smoking silver haze/
i got no ceilings smoking white widow/
wish a n~gga wood i whittle little negroes/
like chopping up kilos i’m drawing the line like you bout to shoot freethrows/
a couple 100 jackson’s for these tetos/
me and lito took a plane down to rio/
tryna pull a freak hoe like migo i need a b~tch look like the sister from lilo in real life/
this was all planned this ain’t a roll of dice/
the way i’m on a roll i’m still on the road i got a roll of dough and just a bag of clothes/
cause i’m the type to go and buy the whole store/
got a lighter chick she got the brightest glow/
i still keep my life, on a need to know cause you don’t need to know/ they still tryna say that i’m not the one but what’s the reason tho/
i fl!ck it up and try to find the reason tho/
got a bad b~tch that’s not dependent but she still a needy hoe/
and i ain’t felt like this since 011 screaming out really tho/
really tho i been that n~gga tho/
i let you buy the b~tch i just lease her bro and then release the hoe/
i didn’t want the b~tch so i ain’t talk to her be free hoe/
fantasia flow i might treat yo b~tch like anastasia you a d~mn dimitri n~gga/
go and try to save her/
i’m just tryna taste/
you out here tryna savor/
i’m just tryna break her back change the pace but still move slow/
tell that boy i don’t f~ck around/
i been on a vibe like i posed for the magazine cover n~gga/
i feel like donald glover n~gga/
the way i earn like atl/
i might lose but i never fail/
and lately i ain’t felt so well/
i’m off track tryna grab the rail/
been feeling blue like a grad from a yale/
i’m on fye i think i’m close to h~ll im tryna post the bail like kobe over raja/
and i grew the dreads and smoke like a rasta with my ese roger/ tryna sell and posture on yo mark like posh i take off like sh~lly ann fraser price n~gga/
the flow h~lla nice n~gga/
i’m still a h~lla nice n~gga/
i’m on my harlem nights n~gga/
i’m vera in the fight you punch like a b~tch n~gga/
with the kicks n~gga/
still fl!ck a bird watch me snap the wrist n~gga/
you a fake ass lit n~gga/
try to take a risk n~gga/
watch the boy get bigger/
throw the 4, next to the 6 n~gga/
still roll around with the stick like my mama told me go and get the switch n~gga/
flip the switch n~gga
been the one ay f~ck yo list n~gga/
in my zone ay what’s yo niche n~gga/
in this booth i spit real sh~t that’s worth a brick n~gga this a l!ck n~gga you a hit n~gga/
n~ggas telling for a b~tch n~gga you a b~tch n~gga/
i can’t kick it i can’t deal with you/
n~ggas cl!cking i can k!ll too
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