Da'Lon Jones - Mix It Up lyrics

[Hook] Gotta mix it up on you n***as Got a lotta lotta lotta triggers Shovel for the grave diggers This year's Jigga This year's Nas Imma make Biggie numbers Six times like 2Pac [Verse 1] Ride or die i ride high Higher than the skylines Open up my minds eye So i can rhyme divine lines Baby get your mind right Thinking you can screw with me Give you a mil in cash Fo' i let you touch a key No matter who you got Or who you with I truly spit, i truly get What you make a year, in half a day Then blow it all on deez and yay Im stackin chips, you stackin chains Guess Ye' was right about "new slaves"? If my girl rob me It will be in s** that she pays The kingdom comes when I do Look out for Hov and Ye' Lamborghini gives you mercy Better get out of my way Travis said it best, boy I don't play Since a youngin on the ground every week [Hook] Gotta mix it up on you n***as Got a lotta lotta lotta triggers Shovel for the grave diggers This year's Jigga This year's Nas Imma make Biggie numbers Six times like 2Pac [Verse 2] Ride or Die, I ride low Black masks, I'll Rob Lowe Your ho like a drug dealer She keep it on the down low King Cold like Dragon Ball Yeezy's, Ill buy em all Your girl, I won't even call Like Cinderella on my balls Better watch your mouth n***a Staking out your house n***a Im up in her mouth n***a House slaves in her mouth n***a Black as f** turn the flash on Black as f** like Akon My flow evolve like Pokemon STDs that ho caught them all No I will not smash tho Will not even pa** tho Like a car I'll crash ho Count these dolla bills I know math ho When It come to rap I'm a pro Skating like Tony Hawk Shooting like Montan' tho Leave him outside better grab some chalk