MIXIN Lyrics

Whip, go skirt, doing donuts in the lot

And we cookin' up the crock pot

Bad little baby, and she wanna give me top top

But I don't stop, stop

Shorty coming over, and she pulling off her crop top

So I listen

Cooking in the kitchen

See, I know it's her decision

Cause I know she never listen

But she never wanna go

When I say we gotta go

Cause she living in the moment

And the moment got me so old

Mixin

Soda pouring in the kitchen

Clock ticking

Before I leave the house, I need a mission

Steady listen

I don't debate. No, it's my decision

With the way that I go multiply you think I'm making fission

But I stay strapped

While I listen to the boss

I'm'a take a knee

But in a minute, I'm gonna be on top

Know that I always gotta pull up with my strap packed'

Speaking figuratively, got that Velcro on my jacket

Lift off

Spaceship on Earth

I'm hated

Two homes and one Estated

Don't chase, Blow cash, Replace it

Got me thinking that I wanna go places

Just trying to win the race

I'm trying to build my image

Not tat' my face

But I can't relate to no debate

Hard to concentrate on the line

We switch and rotate

Finnessery, through degrees

Money long as centuries

It's hard to tear my life apart

Cause I really got it, and that's on my regards

But I never listen to you on those regards

Cause I got that Double Lic Flow

Stay strapped up with the po'

Stay strapped up with the goons

Stay strapped up with the dough

I'ma pull up to the show

Get lit some more

Pour me up from Henny

And I'll be good for sho'

They say I'm really rachet

Cause I always pull up with my chick

I pull up wearing golf

And I pull up rocking kicks

No, I can't define what is not mine

Cause it be a minute before all of my dreams align

And she rubbing on my jeans like I'm a genie in a bar

We whipping to the crib

I put that shit in full throttle

Trying to make a move

But I'm caught up in my sorrows

Cause she make me feel that I might love her more tomorrow

I said, whip, go skirt, doing donuts in the lot

And we cookin' up the crock pot

Bad little baby, and she wanna give me top top

But I don't stop, stop

Shorty coming over, and she pulling off her crop top

So I listen

Cooking in the kitchen

See, I know it's her decision

Cause I know she never listen

But she never wanna go

When I say we gotta go

Cause she living in the moment

And the moment got me so old

Mixin

Soda pouring in the kitchen

Clock ticking

Before I leave the house, I need a mission

Steady listen

I don't debate. No, it's my decision

With the way that I go multiply you think I'm making fission

But I stay strapped

While I listen to the boss

I'm'a take a knee

But in a minute, I'm gonna be on top

Know that I always gotta pull up with my strap packed'

Speaking figuratively, got that Velcro on my jacket

Lift off

Spaceship on Earth

I'm hated

Two homes and one Estated

Don't chase, Blow cash, Replace it

Got me thinking that I wanna go places

Just trying to win the race

I'm trying to build my image

Not tat' my face

But I can't relate to no debate

Hard to concentrate on the line

We switch and rotate