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peckwater - what a mess lyrics

[chorus]
we aim for chests we don’t aim for legs
flipz is next now mitch is dead
s tripped up got mummy stressed
what a mess, what a mess
s got life ‘cah he left him stressed
fr wouldn’t stop ’til he lost his breath
nutz too fat couldn’t use his legs
what a mess, what a mess
we aim for chests we don’t aim for legs
flipz is next now mitch is dead
s tripped up got mummy stressed
what a mess, what a mess
s got life ‘cah he left him stressed
fr wouldn’t stop ’til he lost his breath
nutz too fat couldn’t use his legs
what a mess, what a mess

[verse 1]
should’ve chinged man down with buldge
but we hopped out and his shoe came off
could’ve caught a body with b
now his rambo jammed and the boy made off
me and c splashed ys down
after bro l!cked the p+ssy down in the van
i’m surprised after all my dirt
a team first time i got locked in the can
no need to ask if it’s m it or beat
if it’s gangs tryna rise and tan
i told goose gotta creep and bang
nutty too loose can’t stick to the plan
we’re pullin’ up where they hang
doors ain’t popped and the paigons ran
y2 got shot on their block
and his little bro got chinged by man
[chorus]
we aim for chests we don’t aim for legs
flipz is next now mitch is dead
s tripped up got mummy stressed
what a mess, what a mess
s got life ‘cah he left him stressed
fr wouldn’t stop ’til he lost his breath
nutz too fat couldn’t use his legs
what a mess, what a mess

[verse 2]
i pray i don’t see another canteen sheet
or basic hiding away tv’s
me and bro bro don’t smoke no weed
so you won’t get high after you smoke my g’s
a fight broke out on the landing
assault on a gang ting
adjudication to beat
send out a a that’s extra days
could’ve lost his hdc it’s peak
send out a a could’ve lost his tag
don’t score no points, can’t splash and brag
most of their team ain’t touched a soul
how you garn cap in your raps like that?
most of their team ain’t seen ten bands
big man how can you stack like that?
your line move 2naq in a week
big man how can you trap like that?
[chorus]
we aim for chests we don’t aim for legs
flipz is next now mitch is dead
s tripped up got mummy stressed
what a mess, what a mess
s got life ‘cah he left him stressed
fr wouldn’t stop ’til he lost his breath
nutz too fat couldn’t use his legs
what a mess, what a mess
we aim for chests we don’t aim for legs
flipz is next now mitch is dead
s tripped up got mummy stressed
what a mess, what a mess
s got life ‘cah he left him stressed
fr wouldn’t stop ’til he lost his breath
nutz too fat couldn’t use his legs
what a mess, what a mess

- peckwater lyrics

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