Messy sh*t lyrics

[Intro: Skilla Baby]
(MIA JAY C)
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[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
I'll cut the b*tch off if she on extra sh*t (Huh?)
I can't f*ck with you, baby, you on messy sh*t (You on messy sh*t)
Every time I slide on n*ggas, bring an extra clip (Huh, bah)
Playin' with me or one of mine, that's some deadly sh*t (That's some deadly sh*t)
I don't need no money from you, I'm already rich (I'm already rich)
Same b*tches hoed me di*k suckin', now ain't that some sh*t? (Ayy)
Same n*ggas turned they backs tryna slide for me (Ayy)
n*ggas was talkin' crazy, now they hide from me (Ayy)
R.I.P. to my mans, I would've died for him (I would've died for him)

[Verse 1: Skilla Baby]
Now n*ggas wanna help me get even, they look odd to mе (Ayy, they look odd to me)
All the rеal solid n*ggas say they rock with me (Say they rock with me)
Baby think she gay, I'ma turn her, but I'm not Timmy (huh?)
Slide with my chop, n*ggas livin' off the Glock bullets (Ayy)
If we slide and I think you 'bout to snitch, you is not comin' (You is not comin')
There go the opps, bang, bang, bang, bang, tryna pop somethin' (Bang, huh)
I ain't playin' in these streets, I be out here opp huntin' (No cap)
I ain't playin' with these n*ggas, tryna twist 'em like my dreadlocks (Like my dreadlocks)
Better run home, tryna slide on 'em like The Sandlot (Like The Sandlot)
If I can't catch the main n*gga, I'm gon' get his mans shot (Get his mans dropped)
I been wrestlin' with the mic, I got this rap sh*t in a headlock (Ayy)
I don't like to go to sleep, 'cause all I dream about is dead opps
Headshots, n*gga, I ain't payin' for no leg shots (Fah-fah-fah)
Please don't play with me, n*gga, anybody can drop (Huh?)
Bust him in the mouth, his tongue the same color as a Red Pop (As a Red Pop)
If I slide with anybody, it was Meek, Mike, or Lil J (Huh?)
Feel like a lotta other n*ggas just be in the way (Huh?)
I heard a n*gga died on they side, hip-hip-hooray (Huh?)
Why these broke n*ggas worried 'bout me? n*gga, get some pape' (Huh?)
[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
I'll cut the b*tch off if she on extra sh*t (Huh? If she on extra sh*t)
I can't f*ck with you, baby, you on messy sh*t (You on messy sh*t)
Every time I slide on n*ggas, bring an extra clip (Huh?)
Playin' with me or one of mine, that's some deadly sh*t (That's some deadly sh*t)
I don't need no money from you, I'm already rich (I'm already rich)
Same b*tches hoed me di*k suckin', now ain't that some sh*t? (Ayy, huh?)
Same n*ggas turned they backs tryna slide for me (Ayy, huh?)
n*ggas was talkin' crazy, now they hide from me (Ayy)
R.I.P. to my mans, I would've died for him (I would've died for him)

[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]
Now I'ma kill everybody on that side for him (Bah)
When you need these n*ggas most, they is not comin' (They is not comin')
I need my money upfront 'cause I'm not frontin' (Huh?)
I ain't even worried 'bout it, man, these n*ggas kids (Huh?)
Be and slid on them n*ggas' daddy, me and Skid (Huh?)
n*ggas tellin' Instagram the business, he a pig (Huh?)
Takin' that sh*t to my grave, can't tell 'em what we did (Huh?)
Us versus everybody, we that big (We that big)
How Skilla take a bullet? he a twig (Huh?)
Don't know who f*cked up in the head more, me or twin (Me or twin)
I don't complain, n*gga, take my losses to the chin, huh?

[Chorus: Skilla Baby]
I'll cut the b*tch off if she on extra sh*t (Huh? If she on extra sh*t)
I can't f*ck with you, baby, you on messy sh*t (You on messy sh*t)
Every time I slide on n*ggas, bring an extra clip (Huh, bah)
Playin' with me or one of mine, that's some deadly sh*t (That's some deadly sh*t)
I don't need no money from you, I'm already rich (I'm already rich)
Same b*tches hoed me di*k suckin', now ain't that some sh*t? (Ayy)
Same n*ggas turned they backs tryna slide for me (Ayy, ain't that some sh*t?)
n*ggas was talkin' crazy, now they hide from me (Ain't that some sh*t?)
R.I.P. to my mans, I would've died for him (Huh?)
[Outro: Skilla Baby]
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