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12, 20251 viewer5.7K views Messed Up Lyrics You know I know I messed up Know that I don't give a fuck I'm countin' up these million bucks Drivin' 'Raris, Rovers and them Bentley trucks You know I know I messed up Know that I don't give a fuck I'm countin' up these million bucks Drivin' 'Raris, Rovers and them Bentley trucks Yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayy, ayy) [Chorus] These niggas do not like me, I don't care because I'm next up (Up, ayy, ayy) Have nothin' to say to a nigga but, um, just bless up (Up, ayy, ayy) This bitch tryna give me top, I told that ho to bless us (Yah, hey) I don't want no pussy, told that girl give me the neck much (Yeah) Stackin' up my money like a nigga playin' Tetris (Huh?) Shot him in the back now that boy gotta pick his chest up (Huh?) I'm not even sad even though I know I messed up (Uh) [Verse 1] Everybody know I'ma flexer I don't want that girl, no, no, I cannot arrest her (Hey) Only for one night, yeah, I'm gon' sex her (Sex) I can't leave no evidence, so I don't ever text her (Hello?) Nowadays I can tell all of my haters they're over sick (Yeah) Some of y'all countin' me out, y'all said I was over with (Ayy) Come on lil' baby, now fuck with me, watch how I froze the wrist (Ayy, yeah) Everybody know that Lil Uzi, yeah, he is over rich (Yeah) [Chorus] These niggas do not like me, I don't care because I'm next up (Up, ayy, ayy) Have nothin' to say to a nigga but, um, just bless up (Up, ayy, ayy) This bitch tryna give me top, I told that ho to bless us (Yah, hey) I don't want no pussy, told that girl give me the neck much (Yeah) Stackin' up my money like a nigga playin' Tetris (Huh?) Shot him in the back now that boy gotta pick his chest up (Huh?) I'm not even sad even though I know I messed up (Uh) [Verse 2] I don't ever ever say I'm sorry I know when you're lyin' (Yeah), I can hear your heartbeat (Ayy) Pull up to my garage (Ayy), it look like a car meet (Ayy) These niggas they like my son (Ayy), I don't got no car seats (Ayy) He don't got no money, nigga, hardly (Yeah) She gon' ride the dick like motorcycle, that's a Harley (Yeah) Her pussy so good, she tried to charge me (Yeah) I gave her some money (Yeah), I remember I was starvin' (Um, yeah) She call me Marvin 'cause I'm a Martian (Woah, woah) I got foreign twins, AMG foremans (Ayy) Put them twenty-fours on them (Ayy), I got foreign rims (Ayy) He think he over me (Ayy), well, I need more than them (Ayy) [Chorus] These niggas do not like me, I don't care because I'm next up (Up, ayy, ayy) Have nothin' to say to a nigga but, um, just bless up (Up, ayy, ayy) This bitch tryna give me top, I told that ho to bless us (Yah, hey) I don't want no pussy, told that girl give me the neck much (Yeah) Stackin' up my money like a nigga playin' Tetris (Huh?) Shot him in the back now that boy gotta pick his chest up (Huh?) I'm not even sad even though I know I messed up (Uh) These niggas do not like me, I don't care because I'm next up (Up, ayy, ayy) Have nothin' to say to a nigga but, um, just bless up (Up, ayy, ayy) This bitch tryna give me top, I told that ho to bless us (Yah, hey) I don't want no pussy, told that girl give me the neck much (Yeah) Stackin' up my money like a nigga playin' Tetris (Huh?) Shot him in the back now that boy gotta pick his chest up (Huh?) I'm not even sad even though I know I messed up (Uh) [Verse 2] I don't ever ever say I'm sorry I know when you're lyin' (Yeah), I can hear your heartbeat (Ayy) Pull up to my garage (Ayy), it look like a car meet (Ayy) These niggas they like my son (Ayy), I don't got no car seats (Ayy) He don't got no money, nigga, hardly (Yeah) She gon' ride the dick like motorcycle, that's a Harley (Yeah) Her pussy so good, she tried to charge me (Yeah) I gave her some money (Yeah), I remember I was starvin' (Um, yeah) She call me Marvin 'cause I'm a Martian (Woah, woah) I got foreign twins, AMG foremans (Ayy) Put them twenty-fours on them (Ayy), I got foreign rims (Ayy) He think he over me (Ayy), well, I need more than them (Ayy) [Chorus] These niggas do not like me, I don't care because I'm next up (Up, ayy, ayy) Have nothin' to say to a nigga but, um, just bless up (Up, ayy, ayy) This bitch tryna give me top, I told that ho to bless us (Yah, hey) I don't want no pussy, told that girl give me the neck much (Yeah) Stackin' up my money like a nigga playin' Tetris (Huh?) Shot him in the back now that boy gotta pick his chest up (Huh?) I'm not even sad even though I know I messed up (Uh) [Outro] You know I know I messed up Know that I don't give a fuck I'm countin' up these million bucks Drivin' 'Raris, Rovers and them Bentley trucks You know I know I messed up Know that I don't give a fuck I'm countin' up these million bucks Drivin' 'Raris, Rovers and them Bentley trucks About This song bio is unreviewed Song Bio preiviewed by uzi on twitter on 11/22/20 Q&A Find answers to frequently asked questions about the song and explore its deeper meaning Credits Released on March 12, 2025 Producers Writers
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