MIX! Lyrics

She on my phone, calling my line, I play dead

I like all of my hoes, fine and red

One of my dawgs gone smoke Joe's til' he dead

Told 'em keep it quiet, but he talking cause he fed

He got the paperwork on him, yeah that nigga fed

Yeah, I don't wanna talk, baby, can we hit the bed

I was drunk as fuck last night bae, I can't remember what I said

Nigga think he Carti with a whole lotta red

My shawty bought a body I don't even like it

Shawty gone eat me up, she don't even play my shit

Thing think she a boss, cheap-ass Carti- on her wrist

Dude ain't got no sauce he gone shoot, but he gone miss

Hate them messy hoes, that just be up in my mix

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Hoe don't talk like this

In that kitchen on that shit, I almost broke my wrist

This that way I live

I took the roof up off the coupe, I'm goin' brazy

Shawty want suck my dick I got up on her playlist

Woah, nigga gone talk his shit while he workin' a day shift

All the shit I pop, I can't make it

Up, fuck what's in my cup

Shawty had a gut

But she went got it tucked

And I got it tucked

Uh-uh don't make it bust

And I got some bad vibes

They gone eat me up, woah, face it till I'm stuck

Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck

Do your makeup, hit the blush

Yeah, she don't wanna rush it

Bitch, I can't be touched, cut this cutter Russian

Treat her like a slut, just like a Kardashian

They think I'm a mutt, no bitch I'm just light skin

I don't wanna fuck, cause I barely like ya

I ain't hide from nothin', bitch, I been right here

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