Текст песни Mix It - MoneyMarr

Who made this shit, Pharaoh?
Kutta, cut that shit up, man
Uh

Model bitches, yeah, I like ′em
All this new money, got bitches excited
Circle too big, gotta get shit tighter
I told her open her mouth a lil' wider (Yeah)
Jet time, hop on a private
I wanna go to Montego, to islands
All the rich niggas just sit back in silence
All broke niggas just need ′em some guidance (Yeah)

Ain't think I was makin' it this far
Dirty Diana, ain′t hoppin′ in this car
Back in the day, used to slide in a zip car
Please don't speak, put my dick where your lips are (Uh)
Smokin′ on dope, that's pressure
Got two cars, need one more extra
First in the hood, yeah, they callin′ me special
When I go shoppin', I need all the specials (Yeah)

Mix it, mix it, mix it
Too many bitches, got them in the mix

Can′t trust none of 'em, everybody tricky
Broke-ass niggas, that shit make me sick
100K dropped, shit came too quick
Money can't stop, process won′t quit
Get me a check and I′m takin' a trip
I beat the back and that pussy gon′ drip (Yeah)

Model bitches, yeah, I like 'em
All this new money, got bitches excited
Circle too big, gotta get shit tighter
I told her open her mouth a lil′ wider (Yeah)
Jet time, hop on a private
I wanna go to Montego, to islands
All the rich niggas just sit back in silence
All broke niggas just need 'em some guidance (Yeah)

Mix it, mix it, mix it
Mix it, mix it, mix it
Mix it, mix it, mix it
Mix it, mix it
Too many bitches, got them in the mix (Uh)

Point ′em out
Diamonds, bringin' them pointers out
Opp niggas time is runnin' out
Once you in that jam, ain′t no comin′ out
Ain't worried ′bout followers, worried 'bout dollars
When it come to trap shit, yeah, I′m a scholar
Back in the day, we was poppin' them collars
Back in the day, give a fuck ′bout a college (Yeah)

Model bitches, yeah, I like 'em
All this new money, got bitches excited
Circle too big, gotta get shit tighter
I told her open her mouth a lil' wider (Yeah)
Jet time, hop on a private
I wanna go to Montego, to islands
All the rich niggas just sit back in silence
All broke niggas just need ′em some guidance (Yeah)

Ain′t think I was makin' it this far
Dirty Diana, ain′t hoppin' in this car
Back in the day, used to slide in a zip car
Please don′t speak, put my dick where your lips are (Uh)
Smokin' on dope, that′s pressure
Got two cars, need one more extra
First in the hood, yeah, they callin' me special
When I go shoppin', I need all the specials (Yeah)

Mix it, mix it, mix it
Mix it, mix it, mix it
Mix it, mix it, mix it
Mix it, mix it
Too many bitches, got them in the mix