Maxo Kream, Babyface Ray - MIXIN JUICES lyrics

XDs, Glocks, and Rugers
Clips like rulers, fuck my tutors
Fucked 'round Crip and found his Hoover
Scoot up, shoot him like some hoopers

Walker, hitech, reds, and MGP
We mixin' juices
When the opps see me, they're scared
They tryna plea and cop in deuces
Exotic tree, Obama runs
My traphouse on Rasputia
Been servin' fiends and pushin' Ps
Like Gunna, Young Thug, and Future
Got thot, suckin' that D
She poppin' that P and slangin' coochie
On Molly, Percs, she sloppy slurp
Good group, but she a groupie
You a lame, can't hang
Better tuck your chain
He don't claim no game, he a neutral
I'ma aim at your brain, tryna out two stains


Gonna smoke that boy likе a doobie

Shoot clips like Spike Lee moviеs
Stay with the clips like Pusha T
Draco chopper hit a opper
Now his partner's pushin' tees
Get jacked like Jill, Maxo feelin' lit
Twenty FNs on me stashin' doja in a motor
A Toyota's pushin' ki's

This lil' bitch, she bad but
Broke, I fuck her, now she useless
I can take a clean cream
Watch me chop and screw it
Face mobs swingin' slabs
I am not from Houston
Bitches twerkin', money flyin'
'til they stop the music yeah, rich persona
Niggas prima donnas
That glizzy like the night light
I can't sleep without it
Trappin' like it's fight night
Watch me beat the block
I pray that you not kissin' her
'cause she was eatin' cock
Peep the watch, see the bezel
Got more Prada than the devil
She said that I ain't shit
Well all dogs go to heaven
Lately I been busy, I got AMs in the schedule
Welcome to the mob
I pay your bails if you just catch me

Walker, hitech, reds, and MGP
We mixin' juices
When the opps see me, they're scared
They tryna plea and cop in deuces
Exotic tree, Obama runs
My traphouse on Rasputia
Been servin' fiends and pushin' Ps
Like Gunna, Young Thug, and Future
Got thot, suckin' that D
She poppin' that P and slangin' coochie
On Molly, Percs, she sloppy slurp
Good group, but she a groupie
You a lame, can't hang
Better tuck your chain
He don't claim no game, he a neutral
I'ma aim at your brain, tryna out two stains
Gonna smoke that boy like a doobie

Sip a whole lotta red like Playboi Carti
I hop out the vert with the uzi
I'ma up that pole like a stripper hoe
Then wipe a nigga down like Boosie

Cops tryna come, Maxo don't run
I'ma hide this dump in her coochie
Search the car, no gun, no drugs
But it smell like runts and pussy
K roll a pint, I'ma cut it like a free agent
Roll a opp up like some za, smoke him
Get him cremated
Run out from work, your mom get merked
Don't play me like no goofy
Finessed the jerk, he wanted perks
He really bought some roofies
Put a bag on your bro, they'll tag your toe
With a shitbag full of dookie
Do pick-ups in that Lam truck
Do drive-bys in that hooptie
Reup then take a Bentley
Cocaine pill just like Madonna
I keep dog food like a Frenchie
Cut with Fenty like Rihanna
Balenciaga, don dada, Mad Max, a shotter
They know we killed their partner but
The opps scared to try us

We got XDs, Glocks, and Rugers
Clips like rulers, fuck my tutors
Fucked 'round Crip and found his Hoover
Scoot up, shoot him like some hoopers

Walker, hitech, reds, and MGP
We mixin' juices
When the opps see me, they're scared
They tryna plea and cop in deuces
Exotic tree, Obama runs
My traphouse on Rasputia
Been servin' fiends and pushin' Ps
Like Gunna, Young Thug, and Future
Got thot, suckin' that D
She poppin' that P and slangin' coochie
On Molly, Percs, she sloppy slurp
Good group, but she a groupie
You a lame, can't hang
Better tuck your chain
He don't claim no game, he a neutral
I'ma aim at your brain, tryna out two stains
Gonna smoke that boy like a doobie

Shoot clips like Spike Lee movies
Stay with the clips like Pusha T
Draco chopper hit a opper
Now his partner's pushin' tees
Get jacked like Jill, Maxo feelin' lit
Twenty FNs on me stashin' doja in a motor
A Toyota's pushin' ki's