Messenger ft. 2Slimess Lyrics

These niggas are capping they lie in their rap

They don't say the truth and they know that they lie

Can't waste my time, I am just stacking the racks

The 100's the 50's my thumbs getting sore

Switch up on me and they say that I changed

Going back home is the way moving forward

Chill in Babi

With the bitches

On the beaches I bring sand to the beach

New bitches everyday but I don't know their name

Just want money you can keep all the fame

Don't chill with them because they hate and they lame

Heard they said that they know me but I don't know their name

Focus in my ford I chill in my lane

Cook up some white And they smoke it like Ford

Cook up some white And they smoke it like Ford

I fuck her then block her because she is a whore

How I be popping my shit and my haters are pissed because I am shitting on them

Long as I am breathing, I cannot complain I be turning my wrongs into right

Sipping some Gnac and these niggas are whack if I am losing some money I am making it back

Go to the money from Monday to Sunday we stack it and flip it and then Issa repeat

These niggas are capping they lie in their rap

They don't say the truth and they know that they lie

Can't waste my time, I am just stacking the racks

The 100's the 50's my thumbs getting sore

Switch up on me and they say that I changed

Going back home is the way moving forward

Chill in Babi

With the bitches

On the beaches I bring sand to the beach