Fix

Man all my homies from the city
And all we do is flip (All we do is flip)
You know we out to get it
Till it ain't no more to get (It ain't no more to get)
You know I'm on the scene
I'm chillin with my team (Chillin with my team)
And when my money stack
I dance like hotline bling (Hotline bling)
Man all I spit is crack
It should be a felony (A felony)
You know I got that grass
And all of it is green (All of it is green)

We chiefing on that green
And now we feeling lit (now we feeling lit)
I'm sipping on that drink
Let me take another sip (Gone and take another sip)
The homie popped a bean
He ain't turning down for shit (Not turning down for shit)
I'm chillin with team
Just posted with the clique (Posted with the clique)
Come and get yo fix yeah
Come and get yo fix yeah
Come and get yo fix yeah
Come and get yo fix yeah

Come post up with the team
We got an extra seat (Got an extra seat)
We got everything you need
We do this every week (Do it every week)
Shout out to Killa C!
He in the kitchen cookin beats (Killa Cadence made the beat)
Tell them let the music blast
They gone hear it cross the street (All the way across the street)
Man we got that wax
Taking dabs its hard to breathe (Now it's hard to breathe)
And all we do is stack
Make more paper than the trees (More paper than the trees)

We chiefing on that green
And now we feeling lit (now we feeling lit)
I'm sipping on that drink
Let me take another sip (Gone and take another sip)
The homie popped a bean
He ain't turning down for shit (Not turning down for shit)
I'm chillin with team
Just posted with the clique (Posted with the clique)
Come and get yo fix
Come and get yo fix
Come and get yo fix
Come and get yo fix



Credits
Writer(s): Muhlatoh Muhlatoh
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