Mixed Emotions

[Chorus: Ab-Soul]

One time for my niggas poured up yup, bachelor

Get screwed up like the neck on Frankenstein

Purple weed, purple drank, purple swag, purple tag

We be getting throwed, we, we be getting throwed

One time for my niggas poured up yup, bachelor

Get screwed up like the neck on Frankenstein

Purple weed, purple drank, purple swag, purple tag

We be getting throwed, we, we be getting throwed

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]

Just copped a pack of Backwoods, I'm sitting high as hell

This OG Kush suits this Honey Berry well

The lights are low, the mood is right

I got a fo, that's right, I'm tryna get throwed

Hit my nigga Agent, heard he bought an 8

My nigga Legend blessed me with a cup the other day

Hit my nigga Carver D, Dough Boy and YayCracc

Tell him it's a poe party, ASAP

Bumping out the speakers, coffee cups with lids

This way nobody accidentally ashing in my shit

Got a few two liters and it's 'bout to go down

Phenergan is the prescription of choice

Just call us the Phenergan boys

[Bridge: Ab-Soul]

I do all this shit, just to say get off my dick

You think you know, but you have no idea

The lights are low, the mood is right

I got a four, who got a Sprite?

Who got a Sprite? Who got a Sprite?

I got a four, who got a Sprite?

I do all this shit, just to say get off my dick

You think you know

[Chorus: Ab-Soul]

One time for my niggas poured up yup, bachelor

Get screwed up like the neck on Frankenstein

Purple weed, purple drank, purple swag, purple tag

We be getting throwed, we, we be getting throwed

One time for my niggas poured up yup, bachelor

Get screwed up like the neck on Frankenstein

Purple weed, purple drank, purple swag, purple tag

We be getting throwed, we, we be getting throwed

[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]

I got this funny little dream of buying out the bar

Then flexing in my section like a fucking star

They ask me what I like to drink and I say I'm alright

Then all you see is my purple Sprite

Glistening off of the strobe light

No Jolly Ranchers, please, this Ac' is all I need

I hope it ain't cliché to shoot Pimp C a RIP

As well as DJ Screw since I made up this tune about lean

But as of late, all I see is poe like Section 8

The homie say he's got a few teens

That's three 16's and a whole lot of cream

I crack a seal, then drop a deuce, now I got mixed emotions

From here on out, it's slow-motion

[Bridge: Ab-Soul]

I do all this shit, just to say get off my dick

You think you know, but you have no idea

The lights are low, the mood is right

I got a fo', who got a Sprite?

Who got a Sprite? Who got a Sprite?

I got a fo', who got a Sprite?

I do all this shit, just to say get off my dick

You think you know

[Outro: Ab-Soul & BJ The Chicago Kid]

Coming down, still sipping

Draped up dripped out, still sipping

Coming down, still sipping

Draped up dripped out, still sipping

I love the po', more than you'll know (I love, I love, I love)

Gotta let it show, I love the po', hey, yeah (I love the po')