Текст песни Mixy - Quavo
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Oh,
oh,
oh
(Murda
on
the
beat
so
it's
not
nice)
How
you
in
the
mix,
but
not
mixy?
(Ooh-ooh,
yeah)
How
you
count
your
blessings
and
don't
mention
me?
(How
you
count
your
blessings?
Yeah)
How
many
times
I
told
you,
"Fix
your
energy"?
(I
told
you)
When
all
the
love
is
gone,
then
it's
for
the
streets
(streets)
Yeah
It'll
be
written
in
stone
if
it's
meant
to
be
(on
God,
yeah)
I
put
on
my
chains
on
top
of
links
(ice,
yeah)
I
put
all
my
teams
in
the
same
room
(Same
room)
Link
'em
all
together,
then
they
plot
on
me
(they
plot,
ooh)
If
you
want
each
other,
I
won't
blame
you
(won't
blame,
won't
blame
you)
How
you
count
your
blessings
and
don't
mention
me?
(Ooh)
(That's
on
God,
ooh)
How
you
in
the
mix,
but
not
mixy?
(Yeah)
When
the
love
is
all
gone,
then
it's
for
the
streets
(ooh)
Pick
up
my
phone
and
ignore
the
tweets
(yeah,
yeah)
(Let's
roll)
I
ain't
mixy,
it
get
tricky
Havin'
a
couple
up
in
my
mixy
Doin'
too
much,
they
in
my
business
Tryna
recover
when
niggas
ain't
shit
Get
this,
get
this
I've
been
on
a
wave,
I'm
lit,
I'm
rich
Love
it
how
you
stack
your
Cubans
up,
that's
drip
But
like
you
and
your
odds,
baby,
I've
been
movin'
cold
Just
picked
up
the
phone
It's
another
night
I
ain't
spendin'
alone
(no)
It's
another
night
I
won't
spend
with
Patrón
It's
another
night,
turn
my
heart
into
chrome
See,
I
been
in
the
mix,
but
not
mixy
How
you
count
your
blessings
and
not
mention
me?
(Ooh)
Said
a
million
times,
"Fix
your
energy"
(that's
on
God,
ooh)
Fix
your
energy,
yeah
Mixy,
yeah
When
all
the
love
is
gone,
then
it's
for
the
streets
(oh,
oh)
Pick
up
my
phone
and
ignore
the
tweets
(baby,
yeah,
yeah)
Yeah,
yeah,
oh-woah
(Takeoff)
Mixin'
up
locations,
I
just
bought
it,
I
don't
do
leases
We
be
mix-matchin'
APs
Matchin'
Van
Cleef
pieces
(matchin')
We
gon'
get
nasty,
talk
greasy
when
we
know
we
don't
mean
it
(uh-uh)
Mixin'
your
feelings
with
your
business,
baby,
tryna
get
even
(damn)
Ain't
gotta
pack
none,
but
you
goin',
I
don't
know
where,
but
you
leavin'
(get
out)
You
so
smart,
life
is
hard,
but
the
streets
say
you
easy
(streets)
Look
at
my
contacts,
pick
your
number
(brrt)
Press
the
button
and
delete
it
(gone)
'Cause
this
messy,
mixy
shit
done
got
too
high
for
my
reachin'
(high)
Look
at
this
over-exaggeratin'
lame
nigga,
he
reachin'
(lame)
Patek
say
that
I
got
time,
baby,
give
me
a
reason
(just
one)
Count
your
blessings
and
thank
God
and
me
when
you
speak
a
mention
(God)
It's
been
a
minute,
but
I
promise
I
got
no
bad
intentions
(nah)
That
pussy
mine
and
when
you
say
it's
over,
we
never
finished
(you
know
that)
That's
my
shit
(mine),
that's
my
bad
lil'
bitch
(bitch)
Put
that
shit
on,
she
lit
(lit)
Don't
pick
up
the
phone,
she
throwin'
a
fit
(brrt)
She
like
to
go
shop
at
Prada
and
Rick
(Owens)
She
want
relations,
that's
a
risk
(risk)
I
think
I
might
scratch
her
name
off
the
list
(scratch)
'Cause
she
too
mixy
(mixy)
How
you
gon'
act
like
I
ain't
no
blessin'
When
I
taught
you
all
the
lessons?
How
you
count
your
blessings,
don't
mention
me?
See,
that's
your
problem
right
there
How
you
in
the
mix
and
not
mixy?
You
got
too
much
motion
now,
you're
blind
When
the
love
is
all
gone
When
the
love
is
all
gone,
then
it's
for
the
streets
1 Two Infinity Links
2 Tony Starks
3 HOTEL LOBBY (Unc & Phew)
4 Bars Into Captions
5 See Bout It
6 To The Bone
7 Not Out
8 Chocolate
9 2.30
10 Look @ This
11 Mixy
12 Messy
13 Nothing Changed
14 Integration
15 Big Stunna
16 Us vs. Them
17 Hell Yeah
18 Tools
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