Pooh Shiesty - Making a Mess lyrics

[Intro: Pooh Shiesty & Veeze] Brr (Big Blrrrd, baby) Big Blrrrd (Gang gang) Blrrrd (Soul Soundz) My ni**a BIG30 in this b*tch (Red Dead, you so fu*kin' bumpin', bruh) My ni**a Shiesty in this b*tch (Big Blrrrd) Slatt, slatt Slatt, slatt, slatt [Chorus: Veeze & Pooh Shiesty] I'm flirtin', it's makin' her wet She hit me back as soon as I text You think that I'm bustin' a TEC Glock got a switch, that b*tch bisexual I told her I don't want sex (Sex), I'm tryna send a load to your address (Address) I'm cuttin' it, makin' it stretch (It stretch), I get in the kitchen, I'm makin' a mess (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 1: Pooh Shiesty] It's fu*k you off the rip if you ain't CG or the set, yup (If you ain't CG or the set) All y'all still gotta go, you ain't gotta line up, it don't matter who next (Gotta line up, it don't matter who next) Catch me with two red twins on side of me like Johnny Test (Like Johnny Test) And thе migo I know fu*ked up, for pesos, he chop ya flеsh (Chop ya flesh) I'm too slow to pour the twelve, I think Wock' was my best invest (Wock', Wock', Wock') And when it's me, 30, and Veeze, they triple team and choose the threat (Choose the threat) Ho, don't ask what I want for my birthday, give me what's under your head No, I can't burn your top for free, need your prescription for the meds These ni**as know I take beef serious Tryna fake they death, I know they ain't dead (b*tch, I know you ain't dead) 375 breed monsters, but we don't come from under the bed (Yeah) Drop the load, ni**as know where we at (We at) Better know shorty shoot shot, all net (Shorty shoot shot, all net) These blue hundreds will open her legs (Her legs) She love when I spray it, it's makin' her wet, blrrrd, blrrrd [Chorus: Pooh Shiesty] I'm flirtin', it's makin' her wet She hit me back as soon as I text You think that I'm bustin' a TEC The Glock got a switch, that b*tch bisexual I told her I don't want sex (No sex), I'm tryna send a load to your address (I'm tryna send a load to your address) I'm cuttin' it, makin' it stretch (Stretch), I get in the kitchen, I'm makin' a mess (A mess) [Verse 2: BIG30] Blrrrd, Big Blrrrd (Blrrrd), that's how we hit the stage (Hit the stage) Burberry my trench, I just performed with a full-body K (With that Drac') Thick Dominican, I flew her in just to bust on her face (Uh) BIG30 tote thirty, pop her, get flawless gang, Cartier (Ice) Moncler skully, vest is cold, I'm totin' a .357 (A blrrrd) I'm juggin' these 'bows, finessin' (Finesse) I'm pimpin' these hoes, they sellin' they sex (They sex) My son ain't even turned three, he got a Rolex, my kid's a flex (He flex) I go anywhere with this ice around my neck, I'm strapped and blessed (Get stretched) Big Glock for my protect, your sh*t ain't co*ked, you strapped for sh*t (You pluggin') I took you on a lick, you ain't shoot sh*t but told a b*tch (Shoot nothin') Your job was not to snitch and better not stop this car for sh*t (You plug) I told you if you run your mouth, you truly gon' be missed (You fu*ked) [Chorus: Veeze & Pooh Shiesty] I'm flirtin', it's makin' her wet She hit me back as soon as I text You think that I'm bustin' a TEC Glock got a switch, that b*tch bisexual I told her I don't want sex (Sex), I'm tryna send a load to your address (Address) I'm cuttin' it, makin' it stretch (It stretch), I get in the kitchen, I'm makin' a mess (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 3: Veeze] ni**as say they on my neck How? ni**a ain't try to touch me yet (What?) If I feel a threat, I'll make sure a ni**a breathe no breath, yeah ni**a gon' diss on the 'net, we gon' pull up to the hood you rep (Yeah) My shorty shoot shot, all net My ni**a shoot shot, all net I'm swervin' off Perkys and syrup, this sh*t the same color as 30 'Vette (Yeah) That ni**a got caught and he talked to the sheriff, he do not deserve respect I told her I'm shiesty and slimy, they trust me, I think they ain't heard me yet We never gon' aim at your chest, ni**a, I hope your vest got a turtleneck I told her I just want the head I don't even wanna get inside the bed with you (No way) He ran, so we chopped at his back Now he gotta live his whole life like a vegetable (fu*k) I been shoppin' and blowin' a sack I used to trap in the spot like a Mexican (For real) My shorties ain't got no aim They gon' kill you and every ni**a who next to you (sh*t) [Chorus: Veeze & Pooh Shiesty] I'm flirtin', it's makin' her wet She hit me back as soon as I text You think that I'm bustin' a TEC Glock got a switch, that b*tch bisexual I told her I don't want sex (Sex), I'm tryna send a load to your address (Address) I'm cuttin' it, makin' it stretch (It stretch), I get in the kitchen, I'm makin' a mess (Yeah, yeah)