mileage (feat. xohunter!)

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(Make it rain on em)

(Uh, yuh yuh)

Yeah, I get high as a kite
Bad lil' bitch, yeah she do not bite
I'm tryna treat her right
I'm wit' my brothers and we totin' poles
Yea we got the muh'fuckin nine (Muh'fuckin nine) (Oh, oh)
Yeah, shawty she mine
And I swear to God she so fine
I gotta hold it down, 'cause she a dime
And when it come around, I know she gon' ride
Yeah, she my ride or die
I swear to God when she by my side
I get a different type of high-igh-igh

(Woooo)
Oh yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah

Woah
Too many problems, too much money, I don't solve it (Solve it)
Got too many bitches on me, that's plural (Plural)
Rockin' the off-white like I'm Virgil (Yeah, yeah) (Virgil)
All black fit, no I'm not nocturnal
All black GLE, at your funeral
You ain't bulletproof, you're not lethal
Gettin' this money, I shoot like a free throw, free throw
Huh, you get paper you get bags
You still poppin' tags (poppin tags)

(Uh, yuh yuh)

Yeah, I get high as a kite
Bad lil' bitch, yeah she do not bite
I'm tryna treat her right
I'm wit' my brothers and we totin' poles
Yea we got the muh'fuckin nine (Muh'fuckin nine) (Oh, oh)
Yeah, shawty she mine
And I swear to God she so fine
I gotta hold it down, 'cause she a dime
And when it come around, I know she gon' ride
Yeah, she my ride or die
I swear to God when she by my side
I get a different type of high-igh-igh

(Oh, huh)

Yeah, girl you fine
Remember the first time that I saw you
9 o'clock, L.A. time
In the club, girl you was high
Yeah I pop out wit' my guys
Off exotic, we too fried
Baby you fuckin' wit' a boss
In a Maybach like Rick Ross
Bitches stuck to me like some floss
And I told that lil' hoe, get lost
Baby, yea you still stuck in the past?
This not a scat pack, this a Hellcat

(Uh, uh)

Woah, still stuck on that doja
Chrome on me yea I'm still a soulja
Za too strong it got a odor
Got these racks, I shoulda' told you
Yeah, this ain't fake this shit a real life
You got packs we know it right
Japanese denim, my pockets tight
Know I'm white, it don't matter
Still sippin on drank that boy fatter
In the GLE I'm too faster
White Margiels' like I'm Casper
Woah, yeah you never even saw it
Chasin' all these racks, that shit'll got like hella mileage (mileage)

(Chasin' racks, yeah that shit got hella mileage)

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