That money keep calling me like Pookie
My bitch think I fucked all them groupies
Caught up in this street life got my wrist on Kristi Yamaguchi
Bouncing out the hoopty, we ride Forgis, fuck some roochies
All my niggas shoot is three dice, that codeine got me loopy
Old money, still rock iceberg T-shirts with the Snoopy
Told my bitch don't switch up on me if this shit start to get spooky
Shoot like Mookie Baylock, four-door coupe the Maybach
Whip look like a robot
Selling dope, niggas gettin' smoked, hood feel like it's O-Block
Posted up like Jokic, got my hood on high voltage
Cream soda got me bloated
Kingpin if I wrote it, drug ring got me GOAT'd
Tried to ride the wave but he folded
Ain't your family recipe, he told it
Still could microwave, oven or stove it, God did, I had to Hov it
Told him "Okay, I'm reloaded", bag in, what's the total?
Cocaine in the motor, Cartier bifocals, whole gang done went global
Pay grade mogul, eight days of good yola, plus a dog named Rover
Two thousand dollar Louis loafers, scraping extras and the overs
You know all drinks don't mix
Like you can't mix milk with a Te-Quiller
That means all links don't fit
Some killers don't mix with other killers
Said he shook the shakers down, fuck that got to do with us?
We who took the takers down, we who shot the shooters up
Gang in the tabloids, we out mobbed the mobsters
We who jacked the jackboys, we who robbed the robbers
You know why all drinks don't mix
Like the way the lean mix with the vanilla
Just like all weed don't hit
Some niggas don't mix with other niggas
In the mix with the gorillas, full-length the chinchilla
Burning thrax by the zipper
Thirty racks in my denim, turned the trap to a villa
Snake niggas love to sliver
Dirty rats spitting venom, play with that sack, I'ma kill him
Hurry back when you finished
Got some bulldog but it's British, live from the trenches
Skin a pig like a football just to get acquitted
Work jumpin' like a bullfrog
Got a Jewish plug that be speaking Yiddish
Three tennis chains without one flaw
He like "I don't know how you gon' pull this off"
It's like ten keys of uncut raw
And a bunch of ice that won't unthaw
For the love ticket, for the case, hire Orenthal Upshaw
He got a time cut for the drug law
Swing the achy breaky like a buzz saw
Number two pencil in my gun drawer
Play with Lil Mook, they gon' find him dead
They know I'm the truth, they know how I play it
Glock 22, they know I'ma spray it
I'ma let it oops upside his head
You know all drinks don't mix
Like you can't mix milk with a Te-Quiller
That means all links don't fit
Some killers don't mix with other killers
Said he shook the shakers down, fuck that got to do with us?
We who took the takers down, we who shot the shooters up
Gang in the tabloids, we out mobbed the mobsters
We who jacked the jackboys, we who robbed the robbers
You know why all drinks don't mix
Like the way the lean mix with the vanilla
Just like all weed don't hit
Some niggas don't mix with other niggas
