Make A Mess lyrics

[Intro]
Grrah, grrah
Try to run up, and you know we make a mess, grrah (Yo, Lucas, you heard?)
Grraow, bang (Hardheaded, baby)

[Chorus]
Not gon' lie, man, you better be ready to ride (Grrah, grrah, boom)
When you up in the streets, man, you better move tact'
If you talk on the guys, you gon' die, real sh*t
It's lil' Ddot, I'm back on that sh*t
If you talkin' on Notti, be ready for war (Grrah, grrah, boom)
If you talkin' on Edot, get sent to the Lord (Grrah, grrah)
Like, grrah, like, grrah (Grrah, grrah)

[Verse 1]
Not gon' lie, I be dripped out
If you talk on the guys, make you sh*t out
n*ggas know I'm the king of my city (Grrah, grrah)
Put on for my gang, you know we gon' get out (Grrah, grrah, boom)
And I know that they hate that I'm only fourteen
I'm the youngest in charge, they can't beat mе (Grrah)
All these b*tches, thеy be on my di*k
'Cause they know, a young n*gga, he rich (Grrah, grrah, boom)
Like, step back
Call lil' Dudey, he throw every shot
Man, they know what we do on that block
All black, ski'd up, put the beam to his top (Grrah, grrah, boom)
[Bridge]
Like, grrah
Like, grrah

[Verse 2]
Try to run up, and you know we make a mess (Shh)
It's lil' Ddot, when you walk up to me, better come correct
All these n*ggas always rap cappin', that sh*t makin' me mad
When we pull up to they side, we back out chop, you know we blast

[Chorus]
Not gon' lie, man, you better be ready to ride (Grrah, grrah, boom)
When you up in the streets, man, you better move tact'
If you talk on the guys, you gon' die, real sh*t (Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
It's lil' Ddot, I'm back on that sh*t (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, boom)
If you talkin' on Notti, be ready for war
If you talkin' on Edot, get sent to the Lord (Grrah, grrah)
Like, grrah, like, grrah (Grrah, grrah, boom)

[Outro]
Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom