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mixin - yung sol lyrics

[intro]
okay okay
okay okay
okay okay
solly solly
let’s go

[pre*chorus]
you really wanna hang with the demons?
i don’t be sippin’ on drank for no reason
walk in i’m changin’ the season
rockin’ balenci they thought i was bleedin’
i’m really not here for the teasin’
catchin’ a flight i’m changin’ the region
yung solly j always get even
they follow my words i feel like a deacon
[chorus]
i could have yo b*tch but i don’t want her
what you tweakin’ for?
leanin’ wit my mans he pour a duece
and ima pour a four
i can’t cuff that b*tch cuz she a smooch
and she a groupie hoe
walk inside the mall i spend a bag and then i get some mo’
mixin’
i be off tequila and thеm addies cuz i’m mixin’
said he don’t got money for a fеature
boy you trippin’
gotta stay ten toes
i always hit i’m never missin’
1942 inside my cup it got me trippin’

[verse]
i don’t like you n*ggas
can you please just keep your distance
walk inside of niemans
spend a bag and came out drippin’
they like, “solly how you do that?”
b*tch i’m really different
if that boy want smoke
i’m movin’ dolo, no assistance
i just be makin’ them plays
chasin’ a bag, i really do this everyday
i’m always havin’ my way
keep a small circle
don’t really have time for the fake
b*tch get the f*ck out the way
thought it’s my birthday the way she throwin’ the cake
don’t really have time for the hate
rockin’ the show we bout to do this outta state
never forgot who was laughin’ at me
never forgot who was clappin’ for me
never forgot who was cappin’ to me
and i never forgot who was stackin’ wit me
i’m gonna be what i promised to be
waterpark how she get wet in the sheets
float like a b*tterfly, sting like a bee
that n*gga got hit cuz he thought it was sweet (p*ssy)
[pre*chorus]
you really wanna hang with the demons?
i don’t be sippin’ on drank for no reason
walk in i’m changin’ the season
rockin’ balenci they thought i was bleedin’
i’m really not here for the teasin’
catchin’ a flight i’m changin’ the region
yung solly j always get even
they follow my words i feel like a deacon

[chorus]
i could have yo b*tch but i don’t want her
what you tweakin’ for?
leanin’ wit my mans he pour a duece
and ima pour a four
i can’t cuff that b*tch cuz she a smooch
and she a groupie hoe
walk inside the mall i spend a bag and then i get some mo’
mixin’
i be off tequila and them addies cuz i’m mixin’
said he don’t got money for a feature
boy you trippin’
gotta stay ten toes
i always hit i’m never missin’
1942 inside my cup it got me trippin’

- yung sol lyrics

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