This is a song about "Mix it up"

Drinkin whiskey throw it up

I said i don’t give a fuck

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

And now your best friend's having kids

So i don't spill my mix

Doin what i want, light a blunt mix it with a bottle of gin,

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Mix it, did you get it? i sell this n' never falter

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Big stacks, no lego bricks

He got you sick, he takes the mix

Bitches is artificially duck

Working the drywall partying it up