"BACK IN THE MIX" lyrics

"BACK IN THE MIX"

Hoo (Yeah), hoo
Hoo, ayy (Bitch)

Okay, we back in the mix (Bitch)
How did we pull off this shit? (Woah)
How did we do it like this? (Yeah)
Step on these lil' bitty bitches
Back on the hunt, I'm not sparing nobody
Put up my peace, I might run up– oh, yeah
Whole lotta bands in the duffle like– (Yeah)
Hop in that whip and I'm dozing like— skrr (Ah)
Brand new ice, on air, bitch, I could never think twice, oh, yeah (Yeah)
Tell 'em, "put the price up, yeah"
Tall ass money, get your height up (Yeah-yeah, woah)
Counting his crypto, yeah, woah
That shit got me jammed up, yeah (Woah)
Booted up, end up, yeah (Huh), fuck around and light your camp up, yeah

Took off on niggas, don't fuck with nobody
This shit can get hot when you know that you got it
Ride for me, bae, I wan' see if you 'bout it
Tint the window, I see it, I cop it
Hunnids on hunnids, that's all in my pocket
Look at this check, I know a nigga who talk
Stepping the farthest, I'm going the hardest
Proceed with caution, I gave you a warning
Pass me a check, I really just do it
And she wanna star in my life, it's a movie
I told her, "Wait, bae, we gotta get to it"
My hands on the whip, this shit never on cool
Yeah, you know it get hot in the kitchen
Yeah, I been on that, standing on business
Yeah, they mad 'cause I went and got tennis
Yeah, they mad, they not talking 'bout shit

Okay, we back in the mix (Bitch)
How did we pull off this shit? (Woah)
How did we do it like this? (Yeah)
Step on these lil' bitty bitches
Back on the hunt, I'm not sparing nobody
Put up my peace, I might run up– oh, yeah
Whole lotta bands in the duffle like– (Yeah)
Hop in that whip and I'm dozing like— skrr (Ah)
Brand new ice, on air, bitch, I could never think twice, oh, yeah (Yeah)
Tell 'em, "put the price up, yeah"
Tall ass money, get your height up (Yeah-yeah, woah)
Counting his crypto, yeah, woah
That shit got me jammed up, yeah (Woah)
Booted up, end up, yeah (Huh), fuck around and light your camp up, yeah

Fah, fah, fah
Fah, fah, fah
Fah, fah, fah
Fah, fah, fah


Writer(s): Andre Dontrel Burt, Travis Nelson Barker, Bryce Thomas Frizzell, Johnfrancis James Obinna Mbata, Emmanuel Bekele, Michael Joseph Alberro
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