MIXIN JUICES Maxo Kream (Ft. Babyface Ray)

[Pre-Chorus: Maxo Kream]
XDs, Glocks, and Rugers
Clips like rulers, fuck my tutors
Fucked 'round Crip and found his Hoover
Scoot up, shoot him like some hoopers

[Chorus: Maxo Kream]
Walker, hitech, reds, and MGP, we mixin' juices
When the opps see me, they're scared
They tryna plea and cop in deuces
Exotic tree, Obama runs, my traphouse on Rasputia
Been servin' fiends and pushin' Ps
Like Gunna, Young Thug, and Future
Got thot [?], suckin' that D
She poppin' that P and slangin' coochie
On Molly, Percs, she sloppy slurp
Good group, but she a groupie
You a lame, can't hang, better tuck your chain
He don't claim no game, he a neutral
I'ma aim at your brain, tryna out two stains
Gonna smoke that boy likе a doobie

[Post-Chorus 1: Maxo Kream]
Shoot clips like Spike Lee moviеs
Stay with the clips like Pusha T
Draco chopper hit a opper, now his partner's pushin' tees
Get jacked like Jill, Maxo feelin' lit
Twenty FNs on me
Stashin' doja in a motor, a Toyota's pushin' ki's