Xanda - Sippin' (feat. KE) Lyrics

(I done ran out all the drank now get to mixin')
(Handling business)
(Handling business)
(On my bitches)

She got me sippin' (got me sippin')
Got me sippin' (got me sippin')
I done ran up all the drank, now get to mixin' (get to mixin')
Handlin' business, handlin' business
I can't listen (I can't listen)
Saucin' on these bitches (saucin all these bitches)
Y'all don't get it (y'all don't get it)

Dance for me, dance for me, dance for me, dance
Your lil' bitch, she washin' dick, she do it with no hands
I got bands on me, bands on me, bands on me, bands
I got racks inside my pockets, like, I don't even care
(Ion care)

Sippin' on Patron, got me sippin' on Patron
Got me sippin' on Patron, I been out here by my lone
All these bitches blow my phone (yeah, yeah)
I got my money, f*ck a loan, "Rich n' Sad" no Post Malone
She a dog, knick-knack for the bone
All my drip mismatch, you couldn't get that, get your lil' bitch slapped
I ain't comin' home (I ain't comin' home)

Ayy, ayy
Mix the Prada, with the V-Lone, I just started, not a week old
I get money, that's what I be on, I be blowin', need a kilo
Smokin' on exotic, got a couple different flavors
Bitch gon' suck my dick, she on her knees like I'm her savior
You done got your bitch up in the kitchen doin' labor
F*ckin' on that hoe, how you done got her into labor?
Yeah, she bangin' on my line, I put that lil' ho' on a pager
(sniffin' scratchin' noddin' off, I'll see you later)

Bitch, I got no time to love you
Wish I could trust you, cause I don't wanna dove you
'Cause what the f*ck a dove do?
More worried about what love do
The money only bring me troubles, yeah
That's why my kiss count as a double
And God keep tellin' me be humble
I get a bag, then get a bitch, they both get fumbled
So long from days where I jus mumble
I know I'm trippin', I'm like, God, don't let me tumble
I mix the liquor with the weed, then smoke some crumble
I still got highlights from my hoopin' days on huddle (I hoop)
Since you went missin', why did I need space to love you

(I ran it up, I ran it up, since you been missin')
(I done ran out all the drank, now get to mixin')
(Handling business)
(Handling business)
(On my bitches)

She got me sippin' (got me sippin')
Got me sippin' (got me sippin')
I done ran out all the drank, now get to mixin' (get to mixin')
Handlin' business, handlin' business
I can't listen (I can't listen)
Saucin' on these bitches (saucin all these bitches)
Y'all don't get it (y'all don't get it)

Dance for me, dance for me, dance for me, dance
Your lil' bitch, she washin' dick, she do it with no hands
I got bands on me, bands on me, bands on me, bands
I got racks inside my pockets, like, I don't even care
(Ion care)