MIX IT UP
Eva Shaw on the daw yeah. puffin it up
G Milla, Jay Cee
I want a big house, like Casa Loma I Walk In, smell the aroma
I'm a G, rockin the choker gasoline, I turn into Joker
Burn It Up, bitch I'm a broker nigga broker, poker face
I wanna poke her, Minaj
I want a Doja Cat
Posin, doja fuck on a yoga mat
These niggas vultures, I want my culture back Mojo, Mojo's back
So Many diamonds, they thought the ho was back
I need a whole lot of grocery bags
Me and my bros, keep tryna get bags
Bitch I'm Yoshi try to get back
I'm puffin it up
Nigga I'm smoking it up
Rolling the blunt
Came in the bitch and I strut chillin the cut
Came in the bitch and I strut Mixing it up
Don't fuck with the nigga they suck
Mixing It up
I lied to my bitch that I'm kicking the cup
I was cappin
Talked to my fans last week
Like when you gonna drop a new track I don't know
I'm trappin, trap, studio trappin
Jaay Cee, E Shaw, G Milla
Foreign car, got dark tint, can't see in 'em
Young rich nigga got 10k stuffed in these denims
Got 10 K stuffed in these purples
Serve you, everything Off White, RIP Virgil
30 clip hanger, they don't got no curfew
Ridin in the club, why did you let 'em search you
Bad Little B, is she searching for love
I throw up the bands, she gets covered in ones
In the back of the club she get covered in liquor
Tryin posting the prrr, come get you a dove
I'm puffin it up
Nigga I'm smoking it up
Rolling the blunt
Came in the bitch and I strut Chillin the cut
Came in the bitch and I strut
Mixing it up
Don't fuck with the nigga they suck
Touch down T.O., I'm working
Come to the back, that's where they serve me
Balenci slurpin
Straps, latex while your stomach is turning
Courtesy, cop the B green
You wear it too, but you aint me
Jodeci fly overseas, Burgundy - you've never been
Sotto Sotto when I'm in Toronto
Tachi Lean, I sip, you follow
Alo green I drop you swallow, you swallow
Drop you swallow, drop you swallow
Trying to get back
I'm puffin it up
Nigga I'm smoking it up
Rolling the blunt
Came in the bitch and I strut chillin the cut
Came in the bitch and I strut
Mixing it up
Don't fuck with the niggas they suck
I had enough
Most of these bitches is luck
Mixing It up
I don't fuck with these bitches they suck
G Milla, Jay Cee
I want a big house, like Casa Loma I Walk In, smell the aroma
I'm a G, rockin the choker gasoline, I turn into Joker
Burn It Up, bitch I'm a broker nigga broker, poker face
I wanna poke her, Minaj
I want a Doja Cat
Posin, doja fuck on a yoga mat
These niggas vultures, I want my culture back Mojo, Mojo's back
So Many diamonds, they thought the ho was back
I need a whole lot of grocery bags
Me and my bros, keep tryna get bags
Bitch I'm Yoshi try to get back
I'm puffin it up
Nigga I'm smoking it up
Rolling the blunt
Came in the bitch and I strut chillin the cut
Came in the bitch and I strut Mixing it up
Don't fuck with the nigga they suck
Mixing It up
I lied to my bitch that I'm kicking the cup
I was cappin
Talked to my fans last week
Like when you gonna drop a new track I don't know
I'm trappin, trap, studio trappin
Jaay Cee, E Shaw, G Milla
Foreign car, got dark tint, can't see in 'em
Young rich nigga got 10k stuffed in these denims
Got 10 K stuffed in these purples
Serve you, everything Off White, RIP Virgil
30 clip hanger, they don't got no curfew
Ridin in the club, why did you let 'em search you
Bad Little B, is she searching for love
I throw up the bands, she gets covered in ones
In the back of the club she get covered in liquor
Tryin posting the prrr, come get you a dove
I'm puffin it up
Nigga I'm smoking it up
Rolling the blunt
Came in the bitch and I strut Chillin the cut
Came in the bitch and I strut
Mixing it up
Don't fuck with the nigga they suck
Touch down T.O., I'm working
Come to the back, that's where they serve me
Balenci slurpin
Straps, latex while your stomach is turning
Courtesy, cop the B green
You wear it too, but you aint me
Jodeci fly overseas, Burgundy - you've never been
Sotto Sotto when I'm in Toronto
Tachi Lean, I sip, you follow
Alo green I drop you swallow, you swallow
Drop you swallow, drop you swallow
Trying to get back
I'm puffin it up
Nigga I'm smoking it up
Rolling the blunt
Came in the bitch and I strut chillin the cut
Came in the bitch and I strut
Mixing it up
Don't fuck with the niggas they suck
I had enough
Most of these bitches is luck
Mixing It up
I don't fuck with these bitches they suck
Credits
Writer(s): Eva Shaw, Jaay Cee, Tavonne Turner, Wouter Janssen
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