MIXIN' JUICES
XDs, Glocks, and Rugers
Clips like rulers, fuck my tutors
Fucked 'round Crip and found his Hoover
Scoot up, shoot him like some hoopers
Walker, Hi-Tech, reds, and MGP, we mixin' juices
When the opps see me, they're scared
They tryna plea and coppin' deuces
Exotic tree, Obama runs, my traphouse on Rasputia
Been servin' fiends and pushin' Ps
Like Gunna, Young Thug, and Future
Got thotbox suckin' that D
She poppin' that P and slangin' coochie
On Molly, Percs, she sloppy slurp
You're group and she a groupie
You a lame, can't hang, better tuck your chain
He don't play no game, he neutral
I'ma aim at your brain, turn an opp to a stain
And smoke that boy like a doobie
Shoot clips like Spike Lee movies
Stay with the clips like Pusha T
Draco chopper hit a opper, now his partner's pushin' tees
Get jacked like Jill, MACs on Phil and Lil, twenty FNs on me
Stashin' doja in the motor of Toyotas, pushin' ki's
This lil' bitch, she bad but broke, I fuck her, now she useless
I can take a clean cream, watch me chop and screw it
Facemob swingin' slabs, I am not from Houston (Facemob)
Bitches twerkin', money flyin', 'til they stop the music
Yeah, rich persona, niggas prima donnas
That glizzy like the night light, I can't sleep without it
Trappin' like it's fight night, watch me beat the block
I pray that you not kissin' her, 'cause she was eatin' cock
Peep the watch, see the bezel, got more Prada than the devil
She said that I ain't shit, well all dogs go to heaven
Lately I been busy, I got AMs in the schedule
Welcome to the mob, I pay your bails if you just catch me
Walker, Hi-Tech, reds, and MGP, we mixin' juices
When the opps see me, they're scared
They tryna plea and coppin' deuces
Exotic tree, Obama runs, my traphouse on Rasputia
Been servin' fiends and pushin' Ps
Like Gunna, Young Thug, and Future
Got thotbox suckin' that D
She poppin' that P and slangin' coochie
On Molly, Percs, she sloppy slurp
You're group and she a groupie
You a lame, can't hang, better tuck your chain
He don't play no game, he neutral
I'ma aim at your brain, turn an opp to a stain
And smoke that boy like a doobie
Sip a whole lotta red like Playboi Carti
I hop out the vert with the uzi
I'ma up that pole like a stripper hoe
Then wipe a nigga down like Boosie
Cops tryna come, Maxo don't run, I'ma hide this dump in her coochie
Search the car, no gun, no drugs, but it smell like runts and pussy
K roll a pint, I'ma cut it like a free agent
Roll a opp up like some za, smoke him, get him cremated
Run out from work, your mom get merked, don't play me like no goofy
Finessed the jerk, he wanted perks, he really bought some roofies
Put a bag on your bro, they'll tag your toe with a shitbag full of dookie
Do pick-ups in that Lamb truck, do drive-bys in that hooptie
Re-up and take a Bentley, cocaine pale just like Madonna
I keep dog food like a Frenchie, cut with Fenty like Rihanna
Balenciaga, don dada, Mad Max, a shotter
They know we killed their partner but the opps scared to try us
We got XDs, Glocks, and Rugers
Clips like rulers, fuck my tutors
Fucked 'round Crip and father's Hoover
Scoot up, shoot him like some hoopers
Walker, Hi-Tech, reds, and MGP, we mixin' juices
When the opps see me, they're scared
They tryna plea and coppin' deuces
Exotic tree, Obama runs, my traphouse on Rasputia
Been servin' fiends and pushin' Ps
Like Gunna, Young Thug, and Future
Got thotbox suckin' that D
She poppin' that P and slangin' coochie
On Molly, Percs, she sloppy slurp
You're group and she a groupie
You a lame, can't hang, better tuck your chain
He don't play no game, he neutral
I'ma aim at your brain, turn an opp to a stain
And smoke that boy like a doobie
Shoot clips like Spike Lee movies
Stay with the clips like Pusha T
Draco chopper hit a opper, now his partner's pushin' tees
Get jacked like Jill, MACs on Phil and Lil, twenty FNs on me
Stashin' doja in the motor of Toyotas, pushin' ki's