Mix It Up

Yo, we came to party, ladies move you bodies Out on the dance floor, drunk off Bacardi Filling our cups, and we be puffing it up Taking shot after shot like I ain't had enough Come on baby, bring it a little closer I wanna heat it up like a toaster Break it down, roll it up. Said we don't give a f*ck Bet you're ass my whole crew be getting a cut And we be spitting that fire, trying to build our empire The situation is dire, we killers but not for hire And we be getting it in, always playing for the win I swear by the hair on my chinny, chin, chin You motherfuckers squealing like a fucking pork chop I'm over here working to better myself, give a f*ck about a door stop I'm breaking it down to the ground, everybody get down People saying "Lievanos, why you gotta smoke so loud" We mix it up Pour it up Drink it up Don't give a f*ck We mix it up Pour it up Drink it up Don't give a f*ck We came to party, don't make us call up the Hardy's Hit you with that twist of fate, another one bodied Another one bodied, sorry not sorry Austin 3:16, give me a hell yeah We drinking beers, and breaking some mirrors You don't want to come near, cause I'll hit you with the spear Better get an Edgeucation, I'm not here for your entertainment We just came from the 619 Hey there's nothing you can say, we dominate the stage You think you know me but you don't know a thing Your over here thinking that your bigger than Kane You're a nobody, you don't even get an intro, just a name I got fireworks, lasers, bomb ass music The crowd yelling loud cause they know I do this I got fireworks, lasers, bomb ass music The crowd yelling loud cause they know I do this We mix it up Pour it up Drink it up Don't give a f*ck We mix it up Pour it up Drink it up Don't give a f*ck Ain't old enough to drink, but I'm still dripping Grab a cup, cause I'm feeling it Who else you know as young as me killing it, killing it Who else you know as young as me killing it I'm killing it, I'm feeling it, I'm getting it I got so many loafs, you can say Im breading it Give us the cup we'll mix it up, we'll pour it up We got the juice, give you a boost, we all get loose Mess with us the gun will go boom boom Pull up on your block and you'll meet an early doom Why you so scared, you the one who talked Now you about to get stomped, yeah in your own swamp Now you flopping on the floor like a fish, you're a little bitch Like an itch on my head, you bout-a be dead Don't you hear the guns, we blasting right through, yeah me and my crew You gonna be done, yeah you gonna be done