Messy

Lil Tracy

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Ginseng

ForeignGotEm

Yeah, Tracy

Tracy, yeah

Let's go, let's go, let's go

I can't give a f*ck 'bout these n*ggas, they fake

Stop waitin' around to get rich and go take it

I just sold out a show and that sh*t feel amazing

Got a whole lot of ho's and they face is amazing

I used to record in my big sister's basement

Now my crib big as f*ck, I got room she can stay in

I got tats on my face and they can't get erased

I got racks in the bank, I make more everyday (Let's go)

I can't die without livin' a little

I swear, livin' life is just a riddle

I'm the G.O.A.T., b*tch, I'm so sacrificial (Let's go)

She suck d*ck with no hands, make it tickle

Oh, you broke baby girl? I can fix you

My denim is made by Evisu (Yeah, yeah)

Free Lil Messy, I'm screamin' that sh*t

All my diamonds, they leakin' and sh*t

I'm not writing, I'm thinking that sh*t, yeah (Okay)

I'ma f*ck, then I'm leavin' this b*tch

It can't get no more easy than this

Doin' shows, then I dip with my chips, yeah

I should run in your crib and run out with your plaque

N*ggas live off of my drip, man, how crazy is that?

I ain't suckin' no d*ck, I ain't kissin' no ass

I'm not changing myself, I don't care 'bout the cash

I'm a real rock star, got a whole lot of tats

Shoutout Blink-182, I might just join the band

My shoes Amiri, these are not Vans

And my boo is a freak, she want d*ck in her (Woo, let's go)

Don't jump to conclusions, lil' b*tch

I could get your life ruined, lil' b*tch

Tell my shooter to do it, lil' b*tch (Okay, yeah)

I plan on suing a b*tch

Lie on my name, is you stupid lil' b*tch?

Hope you die while you snoozin', lil' b*tch (Let's go)