mixin' up Lyrics

Mixing up, with a bottle of this, bottle of this

Bottle of this

Won't you tell me is you ready

Ready

Won't you, won't you tell me is you ready

Mixing up

With a bottle of this henny

Baby won't you tell me

Tell me, is you ready

What you want? What you need

I got plenty

Stacking up my paper

Rearrange it till I'm wealthy

Making these moves

Do what I

Do what I do

Breaking down this pack

N It's sticky like it's glue

Fill me a wrap

Or Maybe even two

I'm getting faded

Oh Right in the booth

Writing these rhymes

I'm letting loose

Fill me a cup

Of that mf juice

I need an escape

Is that even news?

I been running since a young age

Always been to scared to lose

But now I'm on my grind

N I been steppin' up

I Thought I lost my mind

Man I think I've had enough

So sick of all these expectations

This shit got me stuck

I Need me some release

So imma go and fill my cup

Mixing up

With a bottle of this henny

Baby won't you tell me

Tell me, is you ready

What you want? What you need

I got plenty

Stacking up my paper

Rearrange it till I'm wealthy

Big bank shit

I'm tryna get rich

Raking in the bread

Won't u get up off my dick

Better stop that talking

Before you get hit with that stick

Making all these moves

Man I'm making all these hits

Aye, yuh

I wonder how they do it

Wonder how they live

Mind stuck in a box

Never see what life could give

Gotta look at what you got

Not all that you can get

Otherwise you get stuck in that loop

Forget everything you miss

I been stuck a spinning

Lost my mind

I lost my image

Had to reset my game

And stand back up on my business

I'm back to it

Back up on my fucking grind

Gotta get up off your ass

If you ever tryna shine

Never let nobody bring you down

Or tell you nothing

You just gotta keep a grinding

Always keep it rushing

Running outta breath

I can hear my lungs a huffin'

I still smoke my pack

You know that I be a puffin'

Shit so loud

I don't need no percussion

You go take a hit

Ts gon give you a concussion

Need another drink

Bartender could you get me something

Take away this pain

I feel like my brain been a tumbling

Mixing up

With a bottle of this henny

Baby won't you tell me

Tell me, is you ready?

What you want? What you need?

I got plenty

Stacking up my paper

Rearrange it till I'm wealthy

Till I'm

Till I'm

Till I'm rich

Aye

Till I'm

Till I'm

Till I'm ri-ich

Aye

Till I'm

Till I'm

Till I'm rich

Aye

Till I'm

Till I'm

Till I'm ri-ich

Aye