
Mixing My Problems. Songtext
Yeah, look
This a whole 'nother new kit, this a whole 'nother new bitch
This a whole 'nother new, this a whole 'nother new wrist
This a two cup, gotta pour up for Quinn
This a two cup with my problems in it
Got a two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
This a whole 'nother new kit, this a whole 'nother new bitch
This a whole 'nother new, this a whole 'nother new wrist
This a two cup, gotta pour up for Quinn
This a two cup with my problems in it
Got a two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
I just might plain-jane Rollie
You cannot hang with gang, you phony
She tatted my real name on her
We do not live the same, homie
Look, I got like one main only
Eight side bitches and the rest of 'em going
Knock somethin' down if you claim you scorin'
I go wherever I want and you know it
She go bussdown middle-part shorty
Bought her a Birkin, I spent like a forty
I came home, I was already loaded
That's on my mama, lil' nigga, you know it
I put everything in my name, I own it
Everything I'm in, yeah, nigga, I own it
Everything I'm in, yeah, nigga, I own it
Yeah, nigga, I own it
We settin' trends, nigga
You cuffin' her friend, nigga
In a Maybach Benz, nigga, huh
Me and lil' twin, nigga, yeah How the fuck you gon' talk behind another nigga back like I ain't gon' hear it, nigga?
How the fuck you gon' say you had love for lil' bro and you ain't never go spin, nigga? Yeah
This a whole 'nother new kit, this a whole 'nother new bitch
This a whole 'nother new, this a whole 'nother new wrist
This a two cup, gotta pour up for Quinn
This a two cup with my problems in it
Got a two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
I'm havin' more ice than a make-believe
I put that Patek on the sleeve
When I fuck her, she never wanna leave me
She get to eatin' it, actin' greedy
I remember sippin' Act' with Greedy
These niggas soft as Tempur-Pedic
These niggas offered, I ain't need it
These niggas never hollered free me
Bitch know I'm colder than February, I'm so unordinary
And my closet got too many dead presis, shit like a mortuary
I tried to hide it, had to divide it 'cause it'd be too much to bury
You a gangster, you 'posed to wear it
But these niggas be Tom and Jerry
This a whole 'nother new kit, this a whole 'nother new bitch
This a whole 'nother new, this a whole 'nother new wrist
This a two cup, gotta pour up for Quinn
This a two cup with my problems in it
Got a two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
This a whole 'nother new kit, this a whole 'nother new bitch
This a whole 'nother new, this a whole 'nother new wrist
This a two cup, gotta pour up for Quinn
This a two cup with my problems in it
Got a two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
You cannot hang with gang, you phony
She tatted my real name on her
We do not live the same, homie
Look, I got like one main only
Eight side bitches and the rest of 'em going
Knock somethin' down if you claim you scorin'
I go wherever I want and you know it
She go bussdown middle-part shorty
Bought her a Birkin, I spent like a forty
I came home, I was already loaded
That's on my mama, lil' nigga, you know it
I put everything in my name, I own it
Everything I'm in, yeah, nigga, I own it
Everything I'm in, yeah, nigga, I own it
Yeah, nigga, I own it
We settin' trends, nigga
You cuffin' her friend, nigga
In a Maybach Benz, nigga, huh
Me and lil' twin, nigga, yeah How the fuck you gon' talk behind another nigga back like I ain't gon' hear it, nigga?
How the fuck you gon' say you had love for lil' bro and you ain't never go spin, nigga? Yeah
This a whole 'nother new kit, this a whole 'nother new bitch
This a whole 'nother new, this a whole 'nother new wrist
This a two cup, gotta pour up for Quinn
This a two cup with my problems in it
Got a two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
I'm havin' more ice than a make-believe
I put that Patek on the sleeve
When I fuck her, she never wanna leave me
She get to eatin' it, actin' greedy
I remember sippin' Act' with Greedy
These niggas soft as Tempur-Pedic
These niggas offered, I ain't need it
These niggas never hollered free me
Bitch know I'm colder than February, I'm so unordinary
And my closet got too many dead presis, shit like a mortuary
I tried to hide it, had to divide it 'cause it'd be too much to bury
You a gangster, you 'posed to wear it
But these niggas be Tom and Jerry
This a whole 'nother new kit, this a whole 'nother new bitch
This a whole 'nother new, this a whole 'nother new wrist
This a two cup, gotta pour up for Quinn
This a two cup with my problems in it
Got a two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
This a whole 'nother new kit, this a whole 'nother new bitch
This a whole 'nother new, this a whole 'nother new wrist
This a two cup, gotta pour up for Quinn
This a two cup with my problems in it
Got a two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it
Two cup, mixin' my problems in it