Mischa - Into It Lyrics

Lyrics Into It - Mischa



Let me break it down
When you want out, you call
A little splash of soda
With the alcohol
Got you in your feelings
So they dont dissolve
Got you in your feelings
So they dont dissolve
Are you into it
Tell me are you into it
Baby are you into it
Bottle it up
Throw a label on that shit
And then we can call it an import
Only thing more important
Than the vibes that I get
In the jacket I sport
Fuck all that flirting
And nonsense
I'd rather just hop on a plane
Get my passport
I been over tired, the partying
All of the bullshit
It's got me way passed worked
I pick up the phone cause it's ringing
In what alternate fairytale
Your name now Aladdin
The way that you riding them coat tails
I'm running the race
And I'm lapping your ass
You can tell by the way that my voice trails
Imma just say what I mean
Cause I'm meaner at times
When you think that I'm gon' fail
Tougher than nails
Got precision
Determined to push through resistance
I sparkle up with the shimmer
Now I'm glowing up
It's quick fix
Quicker the better
My thoughts in this letter
Just let her go get some more postage
Fuck it returnin' to sender
Are you into it
Tell me are you into it
Let me break it down
When you want out, you call
A little splash of soda
With the alcohol
Got you in your feelings
So they dont dissolve
Got you in your feelings
So they dont dissolve
Are you into it
Tell me are you into it
Baby are you into it
Sipping and laughing, reacting
The word be exchanged
Like the blunts in the passing
What happened to thinking
Before you could talk
You regretting and hating your actions
Only thing common with us
Is the denominator inside of this fraction
It's just playful banter I swear
I'm not doing all this just to get a reaction
Halloween done passed
But you still got on masks
Most of y'all wearin' costumes
That you can't take back
Do that come in my size
Could you check in the back
No it don't
But we could order that for you
In pink or platinum black
Ducking and dodging
I know a few bitches
But they ain't my problems
Fuck 99, got 100
101 ways to solve 'em
Brushing it off
Like it's little old me
You surprised
Or have you just forgotten
You won't be forgettin' me
Next time I swing with the words
Got you feeling all boxed in
Let me break it down
When you want out, you call
A little splash of soda
With the alcohol
Got you in your feelings
So they dont dissolve
Got you in your feelings
So they dont dissolve



Writer(s): Michelle Plouffe


Mischa - Like, Whoa
Album Like, Whoa
date of release
09-08-2019



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