In the track, Quavo and Takeoff explore themes of wealth, exclusivity, and betrayal within their social circles. The repeated line "Don't let that broke bitch in 'cause she too messy" underscores a disdain for those who bring drama and instability, emphasizing a preference to maintain a controlled, luxurious environment. The artists boast about their financial success and the physical symbols of their wealth but also touch upon the personal costs, such as stress and deception from close associates. Overall, the song reflects on the complexities of navigating fame and trust in an industry riddled with opportunism and superficial relationships.
Messy
Lyrics
Yeah
(DJ Durell)
They thought we forgot
We ain't forget
Don't let that broke bitch in 'cause she too messy (bitch)
Who the fuck 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 a accident, we pressin' (got 'em)
Smokin' ZaZa every second, I be stressin'
If you ain't tryna beat 'em, fuck it, why don't you stretch 'em? (Do that)
They wiped his nose for that tissue, God bless 'em (wipe it)
I dropped a four of purp', I call that shit Chris Webber (drank)
(Takeoff)
I know you niggas wanna be me, but it's levels (bitch)
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 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 niggas 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', nigga
Not Wock'
Not Quagen
Not red
Don't let that broke bitch in 'cause she too messy (bitch)
Who the fuck 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 a accident, we pressin' (got 'em)
Smokin' ZaZa every second, I be stressin'
If you ain't tryna beat 'em, fuck it, why don't you stretch 'em? (Do that)
They wiped his nose for that tissue, God bless 'em (wipe it)
I dropped a four of purp', I call that shit Chris Webber (drank)
(Huncho)
I'm the Huncho, bitch, I'm 'bout my cheddar (Quavo)
Lil' ho keep goin' out sad, lil' bitch, do better (bitch)
She want me to hit it, put my blicky on the dresser (Glocky)
Feelin' brilliant just like Elon, pop the Tesla (pop it, go)
You ain't got motion, you can't stand up in my section (get out)
I said, "Caresha, please" 'cause she too messy (woo, please)
Bitch fuck my dawg behind my back, but I ain't stressin' (not at all)
You wanted the gang, you shoulda just said it
We would have blessed it (you shoulda just said it)
Now shit got messy (uh)
Smokin' exotic shit with an exotic bitch (exotics)
Geekin', I'm bringin' all kinda narcotics with me (narcotics)
Got guns on the table, I'm like, "Who fire this is?" (Who?)
This bitch got past security, I'm like, "Who let her in?" (Gang)
Don't let that broke bitch in 'cause she too messy (bitch)
Who the fuck 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 a accident, we pressin' (got 'em)
Smokin' ZaZa every second, I be stressin'
If you ain't tryna beat 'em, fuck it, why don't you stretch 'em? (Do that)
They wiped his nose for that tissue, God bless 'em (wipe it)
I dropped a four of purp', I call that shit Chris Webber (drank)
Writer(s): Aaron Raj Tanarasoo, Daryl McPherson, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Philipp Lindworsky, Quavious Keyate Marshall
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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