Mixing

(That's where the motherfucking bass at!)

[Chorus: Dougie F]
I've been mixing
I'm fucked up
She can't handle what's in my cup
I've been mixing
Lighting blunts
Oooh oooh, ooh-ooh

[Hook: Dougie F]
Oh
I'm going up
I'm going, going
I'm going up, (I'm going) UP
I'm going up, (I'm going) going
I'm going up, (I'm going) UP

[Verse 1: Douie F]
Yeah, let's go missing
Let's find a cut
I got some henny mixed with ciroc in my cup (mix it up!)
Stragg life for my niggas going up (going up!)
I'm tryna fuck, that's that shit that keep me up, yeah

I've been saucy
Can't keep 'em off me
Tryna fall in love, girl
Think that's where you lost me
I could pay the price, now
I don't care what it cost me
Come jump on this dick, girl
If you feeling froggy

I got bitches on me
I can't get them off me
Niggas wanna be me
That's another story
I feel like I'm Dej Loaf
Let a nigga try me
Camouflage paper
Looking like an army, aye yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Dougie F]
Don't leave me alone oh
There's something in my cup
That's why I hit your phone
That's why I hit your phone

[Chorus: Dougie F]
I've been mixing
I'm fucked up
She can't handle what's in my cup
I've been mixing
Lighting blunts
Oooh oooh, ooh-ooh

[Hook: Dougie F]
Oh
I'm going up
I'm going, going
I'm going up, (I'm going) UP
I'm going up, (I'm going) going
I'm going up, (I'm going) UP

[Verse 2: Soho Dice]
Yo
I'm going up
Imma need another cup
I'm tryna cut, girl
You already know what's up
She saying, that I'm a freak
She calling me a slut, damn
She ain't complaining when I'm feeling on her butt, damn

Young icy niggas, we don't give a fuck, no
Twenty bitches, we just pop them in the truck,woah
Shawty keep on asking me about my pockets ('bout my pockets)
Bitch, I'm balling (bitch, I'm balling)
You need to stop it (stop it!)

These niggas hate me
And all these bitches wanna date me
I might invite her to the crib, and let her rate me
If she a 10, I probably might let her have one of my babies
Tell her bring her friend, and they gon ride me
Like a new Mercedes, aw yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Dougie F]
Don't leave me alone oh
There's something in my cup
That's why I hit your phone
That's why I hit your phone

[Chorus: Dougie F]
I've been mixing
I'm fucked up
She can't handle what's in my cup
I've been mixing
Lighting blunts
Oooh oooh, ooh-ooh

[Hook: Dougie F]
Oh
I'm going up
I'm going, going
I'm going up, (I'm going) UP
I'm going up, (I'm going) going
I'm going up, (I'm going) UP