Lyrics:
Gold, ratata
You talkin' rarara
She got more mileage than a car, haha
And she just pull up to the spot (spot, spot)
Miley Cyrus, catchin' bodies
what I'm tellin' you (that's what I'm tellin' you)
That's what I'm tellin' you (that's what I'm tellin' you)
I'll let you wild out in a foreign car
personal
Dont need no feature on this, this song is personal
cnd when my cousin got killed I took it personal
They took out cars and our rides I took it
Exotic cars we got plenty mileage
Hit the gas then we goin on a speedway
Catch me driftin thru goin on a fuckin outrage
First one hit the gas,
the timeframe? Six minutes to desination
Set the hydraulics Awwahha, "Ohh my gosh!"
and the low mileage, make sure the car's polished
Got all the girls
nigga
It's like the Lord getting close nigga
It's personal, now we gotta smoke niggas
It's personal, now we gotta host niggas
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga
nigga
It's like the Lord getting close nigga
It's personal, now we gotta smoke niggas
It's personal, now we gotta host niggas
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga
Whittney, Tammy, Nikki, Miley
Kiki, Vikki, Gwen, Valerie
Mia, Kia, driving in a rarri
Ik the pussy looking good but
It got hella mileage
P***y
alright, business or personal I don't get too attached to. Yeah I got a condo not a palace lil cash flow and my hands got callous, Yeah my cars high mileage
there inna the college
Numbers always ah defeat courage
Pussy boy your girly can't even get a cabbage
Me need the fast cars now without the mileage
No
personal (Don't take it personal, uh-uh)
We just tryna skeet (We just tryna skeet, I'm)
Easily come, easily go
We just tryna eat
Don't take it personal
parking smoke a little parsley
Stacking my bargaining chips
Run up the mileage
Doin the dash in whatever car I'm in
Winning first place when I'm in the race
Stylin' - Drink Long Island
I'm underground but my money piling
Only fuck with cars that got high mileage
Mean muggin' but on the inside I'm smiling
I just want a new car with no mileage
A house on a island that you gotta swim to to get
I want my mama stop working
My brothers stop lurking whenever
All my diamonds flawless
Brand new coupe no mileage
Told that bitch that I'm a rockstar, I pop percs so I get high
Told that bitch a got a black
Island flying, jet mileage
Autopilot, jet private
Take her shopping, she smiling
If she like it, I'm buying
Island flying, jet mileage
Autopilot, jet
you receive my car
When did you send it
Yesterday shouldve been there by now
9 4 5 9 1 Vallejo California mail box ect 9 4 5 9 1
Damn shit what
a fucking thing out the usual, ask me bout my business, and I’m telling you it’s personal
It’s personal, it’s personal, it’s personal
It’s personal
down
Got mom a car mileage way down
I'll buy another if it break down
Twenty five I made it alive
Twenty five fucked the baddest bitch alive
Twenty
the truth
I need to book me a session with Stallion
I need me a boat
I need me a island
I need me a new car with low mileage
I need me a stylist
I need me
Burning gas with my ex I’m just adding Mileage
No pics with cash I don’t flex Quotes droppin knowledge
Givin tips like chad yea we talkin johnson
energy
Won’t take all my energy
Nah
Look
Mind like a race car, never in park
Rather be at home, need to recharge
Personal space, yeah you need to be
space
And yeah it's personal
Why you only want me till I reply
You just wanna love me in your free time
Talking 'bout some shit u never mean right
All about the British Sterling
Can you not see, the cars German
Put my money where my mouth is, cause my grands are high
Fuck the talking dog,
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