Mix & Match

See how we rock in the party Everybody wants to mix and match Now we in crunch time, niggas don't fumble Pick it up, want to run it back I don't mean to brag or boast, let the drip do the talking Buss down, buss it from the back Ducking love, tryna fight through all the rainy days Brother's going to help watch my back Chill at Rolling Loud, roll the pack in Smoke it, then we pass it She don't know the move, only one foot, she's half in She got knocked up out the bracket Pack got them stuck like the nigga starts lagging On a trip, got to strap in I step up out the party with designer Gucci belt still sagging, uh Color coded, bout to mix and match it, uh Cheers clank, clank, sounding ratchet, uh If I see a baddie, then I bag it, uh Niggas be on beats bad rapping, uh Bitches love me probably for my accent, uh Always worried about the plays I'm adding, uh Music make them move, foot tapping OVO on my jacket, uh Wait, I just want to know about the new set She asked me to date No, baby girl, we don't do that But what's on your plate Been eating the shrimp with the steak We not going out, but just slide through to me She got wet like a lake Looking too sweet and she asked for my frosting Okay, baby, show me the cake Falling for me might be a big mistake Cause if you be catching feelings, then I'm gonna toss you out Just like all the designer that I wore for the one time I put that shit on, then I ate it up like lunchtime She been sucking good, not talking, got her tongue tied You can't break my heart, I don't have it, not a dumb guy Pulling up to spark, wreak havoc, only sometimes See how we rock in the party Everybody wants to mix and match Now we in crunch time, niggas don't fumble Pick it up, want to run it back I don't mean to brag or boast, let the drip do the talking Buss down, buss it from the back Ducking love, tryna fight through all the rainy days Brother's going to help watch my back I'm trying to run up my sack We like the dubs back to back I like Gucci on my bag I like Louis on my bag I got a shirt and it's two-tone Half of it's white and half black Whole squad of baddies, put the crew on I don't want Insta, want Snap I been sipping on Ciroc today Party surrounding the block today I love to rock, let it rock today Patek on my wrist, new watch today Fly like a whole bird flock today All in her holes like some Crocs today I'm tryna chip in for guap today Add up the chips like I'm at the casino I think it's time I made some queso Double cup been holding Faygo Neck been froze like some Eggos Building up the charter like Legos I got the sauce on my gym reds, Prego We be on the tree, all time, like mangos Y'all be on that slime shit just like Rango Y'all be on that slime shit just like Rango Just like, just like Rango See how we rock in the party Everybody wants to mix and match Now we in crunch time, niggas don't fumble Pick it up, want to run it back I don't mean to brag or boast, let the drip do the talking Buss down, buss it from the back Ducking love, tryna fight through all the rainy days Brother's going to help watch my back