For Miles Lyrics

Money, problems, friends

Got them

When the gang pull up don't know

If you could stop them

Strictly at coffee shops

Bars and clubs just aren't my jive

I would rather sit in traffic

Gazing at the skyline

You got a suite though

I wouldn't mind

Something little sweet though

Right between your thighs

Look into my eyes

Did I cry or am I high

Either way I shouldn't drive

Anxiety is flying high

Just like when

Miles put that fucking mask on

Panties drop

Then go up top

This go hard just like

NASCAR

Y'all go get him

Y'all go get him

Y'all better go and

Chase him down

Y'all go get him

Y'all go get him

Y'all better go and

Chase him down

You got a suite though

I wouldn't mind

Something little sweet though

Right between your thighs

Look into my eyes

Did I cry or am I high

Either way I shouldn't drive

It's all because the alchemy is

So damn astounding

My mixers are well rounded

My thirst for blood and alcohol

I'll have them all just shouting

And at this point

Please do not come out

On my outing