Mix & Match ft. Layin Loe Lyrics

Yuh

Bitch I told you everything, that I ever wanted

Pull up and I'm stunting, all this money in my wallet

Mix and match designer like I'm cleanin out my closet

Yuh

Bitch I told you everything that I ever wanted

Pull up and I'm stuntin, all this money in my wallet

Mix and match designer like I'm cleanin out my closet

I got too much fuckin money, hit the bank and then deposit, yuh

Bitch I told you everything that I ever wanted

Pull up and I'm stuntin, all this money in my wallet

Mix and match designer like I'm cleanin out my closet

I got too much fuckin money, hit the bank and then deposit, yuh

I got too much money, I got too much fuckin bands

If you try and take it from me then a gun up in my hand

I don't take no blind shots, yeah, your teeth is where I land

You gonna get your mind rocked as quick as fuckin sand

My main dog Lo got his neck full of v's

Yeah we up in the stu straight inhaling the trees

We both on that plug shit we flippin them p's

And if you snitch you'll get blessed like a sneeze

Yeah if you snitch lil boy Ima bless you

Your bitch all up on me she fuck with my tattoos

Clutchin the stick Im not talkin bout bamboo

If you talk shit little boy ima end you

Bitch I told you everything that I ever wanted

Pull up and I'm stuntin, all this money in my wallet

Mix and match designer like I'm cleanin out my closet

I got too much fuckin money, hit the bank and then deposit, yuh

Bitch I told you everything that I ever wanted

Pull up and I'm stuntin, all this money in my wallet

Mix and match designer like I'm cleanin out my closet

I got too much fuckin money, hit the bank and then deposit, yuh

Yeah we workin on the music, yeah we gonna reach the top

Just because we deserve it, and our music fuckin rocks

Ain't nobody know the games we play, we thinkin out the box

It be hard to fill one of our shoes, even with double socks

When I think about the profit, and how much I'm gonna make

I gotta save my money cus this life just likes to take

We're livin life with troubles, but we're ready for the stakes

I'm never slowin down, my body never came with brakes

And most people don't feel what we say when we thinkin bout a clock

It's a tickin bomb to have a life until the day you're gone

We ain't worried too much bout it now cus my dog's takin off

Livin life, spreading fire like a fuckin molotov

Bitch I told you everything that I ever wanted

Pull up and I'm stuntin, all this money in my wallet

Mix and match designer like I'm cleanin out my closet

I got too much fuckin money, hit the bank and then deposit, yuh

Bitch I told you everything that I ever wanted

Pull up and I'm stuntin, all this money in my wallet

Mix and match designer like I'm cleanin out my closet

I got too much fuckin money, hit the bank and then deposit, yuh

I got too much money, I got too much fuckin cash

My fit be lookin wet because Im drippin with a splash

Your fit be lookin bummy yeah your fit be lookin trash

If you run up on me I won't ever do the dash

My money bout as clean as a stripper's fuckin ass

If you talkin shit well then my pistol finna blast

I'm not in first but I sure ain't in last

Yeah I fucked up but that shits in the past, huh

Yeah I fucked up but lil bitch this the future

Make sure my boys eat, I got no room for moochers

Talkin that shit, then I'm uppin the ruger

My stick got a beam and a clip that's a ruler

Bitch I told you everything that I ever wanted

Pull up and I'm stuntin, all this money in my wallet

Mix and match designer like I'm cleanin out my closet

I got too much fuckin money, hit the bank and then deposit, yuh

Bitch I told you everything that I ever wanted

Pull up and I'm stuntin, all this money in my wallet

Mix and match designer like I'm cleanin out my closet

I got too much fuckin money, hit the bank and then deposit, yuh