The Mix, Pt. 2

You're in trouble, Quisi

Oh my god, you did it, Quisi

You're in trouble, Quisi

Aye, aye, Quis, stop that

I can't, I won't, you're in trouble, let's go, you're in

I stay out the mix I really don't blend

I got enough, I don't need more friends

I pray to god and then do more sin

Hate when you talk, you don't make no sense

****, you broke, you don't make no cents

I was that ****, yeah, way back since

I was on the road, I was gone for a minute

Unlock the door, I'm on the way back in

The bro don't like her and she hate my friends

Them **** my kin I was down bad, bruh, I ain't have shit

Now I'm tryna get rich

Tryna stay focused, can't get distracted by no bitch

I did it for you and you didn't even notice

So fuck it, I'm about to go hop in the Lyft

I need the icing on top of my cake

Feel like my birthday and I need a gift

Left the crib early, didn't mean to be late

Lost track of time, I didn't mean to forget

Foot on the gas, I ain't touching no brakes

But if I do, I'll be making it drift

Just open up and I'll give you a taste

I'll put a sample right there on your lips

Lot of real ones in the circle, baby, I want you to bend over

I'm paranoid and I'll show it, I'm worried

I'm the type to look over ten shoulders

She be screaming my name, famous

How it feels, 'cause I didn't know her

In the crowd, she be screaming the words

I'm so intrigued, I'm inviting her over

I get straight to the point, hate to talk and I'm the type to show her

Getting loud with the boy, take your voice and please make it lower

Beggin' to have my son, she already know my energy solar

But I can't wife no bitch, I swear to God that I already told her

I stay out the mix I really don't blend

I got enough, I don't need more friends

I pray to god and then do more sin

Hate when you talk, you don't make no sense

****, you broke, you don't make no cents

I was that ****, yeah, way back since

I was on the road, I was gone for a minute

Unlock the door, I'm on the way back in

The bro don't like her and she hate my friends

Them **** my kin I was down bad, bruh, I ain't have shit

Now I'm tryna get rich

Tryna stay focused, can't get distracted by no bitch

I did it for you and you didn't even notice

So fuck it, I'm about to go hop in the Lyft

I stay out the mix, really don't blend

I got enough, I don't need no friends

Pray to God, then do more sin

Hate when you talk, you don't make no sense

****, you broke, you don't make cents

I was that **** since way back then

I was on the road, I was gone for a minute

Unlock the door, I'm on the way back in

You're in