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Like, Whoa

by Mischa

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1.
Into It 02:23
Let me break it down When you want out, you call A little splash of soda With the alcohol Got you in your feelings So they don't dissolve Got you in your feelings So they don't dissolve Are you into it Tell me are you into it Baby are you into it Bottle it up Throw a label on that shit And then we can call it an import Only thing more important Than the vibes that I get In the jacket I sport Fuck all that flirting And nonsense I'd rather just hop on a plane Get my passport I been over tired, the partying All of the bullshit It's got me way passed worked I pick up the phone cause it's ringing In what alternate fairytale Your name now Aladdin The way that you riding them coat tails I'm running the race And I'm lapping your ass You can tell by the way that my voice trails Imma just say what I mean Cause I'm meaner at times When you think that I'm gon' fail Tougher than nails Got precision Determined to push through resistance I sparkle up with the shimmer Now I'm glowing up It's quick fix Quicker the better My thoughts in this letter Just let her go get some more postage Fuck it returnin' to sender Are you into it Tell me are you into it Let me break it down When you want out, you call A little splash of soda With the alcohol Got you in your feelings So they don't dissolve Got you in your feelings So they don't dissolve Are you into it Tell me are you into it Baby are you into it Sipping and laughing, reacting The word be exchanged Like the blunts in the passing What happened to thinking Before you could talk You regretting and hating your actions Only thing common with us Is the denominator inside of this fraction It's just playful banter I swear I'm not doing all this just to get a reaction Halloween done passed But you still got on masks Most of y'all wearin' costumes That you can't take back Do that come in my size Could you check in the back No it don't But we could order that for you In pink or platinum black Ducking and dodging I know a few bitches But they ain't my problems Fuck 99, got 100 101 ways to solve 'em Brushing it off Like it's little old me You surprised Or have you just forgotten You won't be forgettin' me Next time I swing with the words Got you feeling all boxed in Let me break it down When you want out, you call A little splash of soda With the alcohol Got you in your feelings So they don't dissolve Got you in your feelings So they don't dissolve
2.
Will You Be? 03:16
Mirror, mirror on the wall Who's the fairest of them all Bite into this poison apple Which one of us is gonna fall One thing after another thing You out late with what's her name I'm on standby, I can't explain I don't even know what's happenin' You say I made it up I'm 'bout to shut you down Then we makin' up I guess I'm shuttin' down But we come home Like that resume Brush it off like fight with who Come home like that resume Brush it off like fight with who Guess that's why this bitch confused Fluctuate my every mood Yo, fluctuate my every mood Take your baggage with you Take your baggage with you That shit has got you claimed Cause you know it's got you claimed Faded drowning in the issues Faded drowning in the issues So I don't feel the same So I don't feel the same And when the parties all over and done Will you still be the one that I love Will you be Will you be Will you be the one that I love Will you be Will you be And when the parties all over and done Will I still be the one that you trust Could I be Could I be Will I be the one that you trust Could I be Could I be Shrink me down, I feel like Alice Queen of hearts, my inner palace Cheshire, you just straight vanish Just a grin, left so established There it was and there it is Always lies and always lives Watch me withdraw and just forgive Another promise, that means shit You wanna make it up I'm gonna stand my ground Is this fake enough I'm bout to shut it down Just like that, we laugh, we kid Fall off on their batshit grid Midnight hits, we bask in it Robbin' time from what's outlived Take your baggage with you Take your baggage with you That shit has got you claimed Cause you know it's got you claimed Faded drowning in the issues Faded drowning in the issues So I don't feel the same So I don't feel the same And when the parties all over and done Will you still be the one that I love Will you be Will you be Will you be the one that I love Will you be Will you be And when the parties all over and done Will I still be the one that you trust Could I be Could I be Will I be the one that you trust Could I be Could I be And when the parties all over and done And when the parties all over and done And when the parties all over and done And when the parties all over and done Will I be the one that you trust Could I be Could I be Will you be Will you be Could I be Could I be Will I be the one that you trust Will you be Will you be
3.
Up Now 03:17
Call up your friends Turn the speakers up till the morning We got plenty pouring All the fits we sportin' So spend it up, now Call up your friends Ya the ones that straight supportin' We got plenty pouring Celebration's roaring Go rack it up, now Shocked? Who me Oh what? We made it I've never been the one To step down to the fakest Prob'ly why my circles small Couldn't even make a bracelet But these gems be addin' up Talk about some perfect placement Okay? Okay Now let me take you out I'm talkin' Nails did, hair did, all around Mcnuggets, large fries And a quarter pound Snack wrap, snack attack Queen will snack you down Cause we all lookin' like a treat A meal, bon appetite They my ladies and my homies But they not a piece of meat But they are a piece of me No side order, my main piece The ones that hold me down So another round please Cause we celebratin' you Like whoa, like whoa Oh it's a celebration, baby Like whoa, like whoa Ya we copped that icy glow Like whoa, like whoa Let's talk bubbles with the raspberries Pop it 'cause you bad, baby Call up your friends Turn the speakers up till the morning We got plenty pouring All the fits we sportin' So spend it up, now Call up your friends Ya the ones that straight supportin' We got plenty pouring Celebration roaring Go rack it up, now Damn right, It's me We up, we made it You can bet I hustle hard Just to be this complacent Got my kin tearin' up This spot no longer vacant Ya we all all some perfect 10s If you really wanna grade it Okay? Okay We stayin' later now Cause it's only 2 am Who wanna wait around Fly kicks, grab your clutch We gonna Uber down We dont leave no one behind This ain't the lost and found Cause together we complete No comments or critiques They my ladies and my homies The haters are obsolete Peep it unreleased No I dont need a receipt And that's when you hear me say Yet another round please Cause we celebrating you Like whoa, like whoa Oh it's a celebration, baby Like whoa, like whoa Ya we copped that icy glow Like whoa, like whoa Let's talk bubbles with the raspberries Pop it 'cause you bad, baby Call up your friends Turn the speakers up till the morning We got plenty pouring All the fits we sportin' So spend it up, now Call up your friends Ya the ones that straight supportin' We got plenty pouring Celebration roaring Go rack it up, now Go spend it up, now Go rack it up, now Go spend it up, now Like, whoa Like, whoa Like, whoa Like, whoa Like, whoa Like, whoa
4.
It's a big deal I got big feels You drove off on my soul Imma need that back Thanks for the big steal Keeping up, in these big heels And time will only tell What the futures holds Cue the big reveal You be thinking I dont know the story I know it all too well It's written for me Fast forward to the end I know it's boring Cause all you hear is click Click, click I call bullshit on impossible No call me beep me If you wanna reach me Let it hit voicemail No call back, dial tone Can't you hear the beep beep Rewind, laughing You bet I play it right back No emails, no DM's, no texts And that's no fax Straight facts Why you hit my phone up I need you to stop I need you to I need you to stop Text and DM's blowin' up I need you to stop I need you to I need you to stop Say you wanna talk about it I don't wanna talk I don't want to I don't wanna talk Why you hit my phone up I need you to stop Stop Now tell me Was this a warm up Stretch and reach You've torn your form up Exercised the rights made for us Round of applause The best performance You can take you and your Jordan's Fuck off, no more texts good morning You keep it under wraps I know your password When you're cutting all your ties I get the last word Think I'm stirring up the pot It's only half stirred And then you hear the click Click, click I call bullshit on impossible No call me beep me If you wanna reach me Let it hit voicemail No call back, dial tone Can't you hear the beep beep Rewind, laughing You bet I play it right back No letters, no Facetime, no tweets And that's no fax Straight facts Why you hit my phone up I need you to stop I need you to I need you to stop Text and DM's blowin' up I need you to stop I need you to I need you to stop Say you wanna talk about it I don't wanna talk I don't want to I don't wanna talk Why you hit my phone up I need you to stop Stop That's no call me No beep me I don't give a fuck If you wanna reach me Let that shit hit voicemail Or better yet click Click, click Why you hit my phone up I need you to stop I need you to I need you to stop Text and DM's blowin' up I need you to stop I need you to I need you to stop Say you wanna talk about it I don't wanna talk I don't want to I don't wanna talk Why you hit my phone up I need you to stop Say you wanna talk about it I dont wanna talk about it Why you wanna talk about it I need you to stop Why you hit my phone up I need you stop Stop
5.
Mischa 03:59
(La di da di da da da) (La di da di da da da) (La di da di da da da) (La di da di da da da) So far gone, it's like you're runnin' out of options You talk the talk, but what about more than the talkin' So you Break it up Roll it up Smoke until it lifts you up Break it up Roll it up Smoke until it lifts you up Mischa, Mischa What is your advantage? I've been through some shit Yet, I control the damage I'm not your regular I'm not your average I have flaws I can be a bit dramatic Practice makes perfect Well go and get my blacklist Cut throat, yo I don't want your tactics I'll charge you for my time And add the taxes You're a waste Your category plastic Ayo, I'm flossin' with these dreams Paint it all, got numbers in my scheme I got the bag, I copped the thing I lock it down, so secure on everything Feel like these people trynna press They cop my flow, attitude and finesse I'm tryin' to live not to impress But so I'm proud of everything that I possess (La di da di da da da) (La di da di da da da) (La di da di da da da) (La di da di da da da) So far gone, it's like you're runnin' out of options You talk the talk, but what about more than the talkin' So you Break it up Roll it up Smoke until it lifts you up Break it up Roll it up Smoke until it lifts you up They pop their pills Me, I pop off They shot their shot Then they shut off I plot my plot I'm so involved I'm feelin' me You can fuck off I talk the talk They sit and cough I walk the walk Then I kick off I shocked the block Watch me take off I'm feelin' me You can fuck off Mischa, Mischa What is your best feature? Well, if you ask your man he would say that I'm a dreamer No, I'm not Simon But you can follow the leader Slide into the lead up I'm teed up About to be freed up These my game shoes Runnin' bases in my sneakers Haters nose bleeds Watchin' from the bleachers Watch me fly high with Tinkerbell and Peter It's been a long day But I can't put my feet up You could say I'm eager We're only gettin' started, I hope that you're a believer I'm just warmin' up you should go turn off the heaters (La di da di da da da) (La di da di da da da) (La di da di da da da) (La di da di da da da) (La di da di da da da) (La di da di da da da) (La di da di da da da) (La di da di da da da)

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released August 9, 2019

Written and performed by Mischa
Produced by DVD 2x
Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Geoff McNeely
Artwork by Art Makers Lab

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Mischa Ottawa, Ontario

Emcee with a touch of R&B. Mischa is a recording and performing Hip-hop artist who captivates her fans through high energy performances and lyrical dexterity. Her fortified persona shines through each word she pens, as she taps into her unapologetic personality, bringing life to her undeniable knack for word play. Through intoxicating verses and hooks, you couldn't forget her songs if you tried. ... more

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