Hit the Mix (feat. 3zee)

Aye I gotta chnage the line cause niggas told me I was rapping about the wrong lean I mixed the red with the green, I hit the mix Experiments hit my phone like, what's the stitch? Freak hoe, suck dick in the whip & shit Dressed down, all black like Africans Put it on the black card, I maxed it quick Yeah i'm taxing it All the packages, from the packs we sent Amazon down the street, they mad at crips What the fuck that mean? They mad i'm rich Nigga all these blue hunnids got em wrapping gifts Freddy Kruger on the beat, i'm stabbing it She wanna go meat to meat, i'm having it If you too broke for a feat', establish it Go sell some girl out a van like trafficking (Go sell some girl out a van like trafficking) Bitch don't spill this drink in my cup Love no thot, nigga I love drugs Aye Bitch don't spill this drink in my cup Fuck around, sold a dream from this dirty mud Bitch don't spill this drink in my cup Aye Bitch don't spill this drink in my cup Aye Bitch don't spill this drink in my cup Fuck around sold a dream from this dirty She say i'm something like a snack, so she eat me up Got her cooking on the stove, tell her, heat me up Man, my jeweler left me cold, he freeze me up She be playing with her nose, than she clean me up You won't see me down You gone see me up Tailor Made, my clothes, she seamed me up Nigga i'm so hot, labels steam me up Beating down yo block, just to beat you up You won't see me frown, when I hit that wock This lil bitch is down Yeah she get around That's that choppa sound Bitch don't spill this drink in my cup Love no thot, nigga I love drugs Aye Bitch don't spill this drink in my cup Fuck around, sold a dream from this dirty mud Bitch don't spill this drink in my cup Aye Bitch don't spill this drink in my cup Aye Bitch don't spill this drink in my cup Fuck around sold a dream from this dirty Wanna see me spazz? Go ahead & spill this Ak' Pay attention when I hit the mix, treat it like a class Fell in love watching paper flip, getting to the bag Get it in, get another pack, fell in love with racks In the field, tryna turn it up, feeling like i'm Madden Dropping heat, I go back to back, spitting like a dragon Spin on me? we go shot for shot, this shit can get tragic He ain't die, but he ain't the same, switching like he lagging Say her pussy come with baggage I just want the head, tell yo nigga he can have it And I just poured a deuce, dos, a deuce, you can add it Bitch I grew up with some robbers, I ain't never been a bragger Ha, it's 3