Miami, yuh
(K like yea)
Meow, meow
(K like yea)
Meow, meow
(Okay like yea)
Mlah, mleh
(Bands bands)
Truth be told, I was a loser betty
Boo don't say shit, 'cause I'm not ready
Look at me I'm wasted, in my youth already
Let's pop out to Cali
Smoke dope with Tropes, and Wasted, yeah
She only 20 and she got herself a facelift, yeah
We making music, yeah, whole gang we gifted, yeah
I been different, yeah, I think something shifted, yeah
I didn't even wanna tell her, but that bitch insisted, yeah
I got addictions, yeah, I don't even like to admit it, yeah
In the whip going crazy, my homie he drifting, yeah
I got some trauma with this shit, but I'ma just chill right here
I be thinking bout life and death, I be thinking bout all these fits I wear
I'm not the exclusive type
But she know I love her, ay, whoa
Wait, oh
I let my hoes do what they want
Touch down wit 'em racks, I do that a lot
My jeans got rips, my jeans got knots
My jeans got rips, my jeans got knots
Ay stick in the holster, boy don't get shot
I text Yujin, I love when she respond
Wake up, smoke up, I make a couple songs
K like you manifesting a co-sign
I'm manifesting a threesome
Smoking gas just to feel some
Acting like drugs gon' heal sum ay
Issey my wrist not a G shock
Hop in the whip and I peel off
Feathers on me like a peacock
Moncler my puffer I'm 3 hot
Me and Miami bringing the heat bitch I hope that u ready
With my new betty looking at paintings we up in the getty
I'm rocking bapestas they rocking swears they tryna be trendy
Turn to a cartoon I feel like Ed Edd N Eddy
I'll send the addy I got the gas and my bro got the addies
Yea she a baddie but I can't f*ck her I'm doin retention
I'ma be rich when I'm 26 so I don't need a pension
Talking that shit but I know you just tryna get my attention
I'm talking to aliens they showing me all these inventions
I'm in that tesla with a bird
I got my shades on like a nerd
Strapped with an LRAD like I serve
Truth be told, I was a loser betty
Boo don't say shit, 'cause I'm not ready
Look at me I'm wasted, in my youth already
Let's pop out to Cali
Smoke dope with Tropes, and Wasted, yeah
Miami, yuh
(K like yea)
Meow, meow
(K like yea)
Meow, meow
(Okay like yea)
Mlah, mleh
(Bands bands)
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Miami, yuh
(K like yea)
Meow, meow
(K like yea)
Meow, meow
(Okay like yea)
Mlah, mleh
(Bands bands)
Truth be told, I was a loser betty
Boo don't say shit, 'cause I'm not ready
Look at me I'm wasted, in my youth already
Let's pop out to Cali
Smoke dope with Tropes, and Wasted, yeah
She only 20 and she got herself a facelift, yeah
We making music, yeah, whole gang we gifted, yeah
I been different, yeah, I think something shifted, yeah
I didn't even wanna tell her, but that bitch insisted, yeah
I got addictions, yeah, I don't even like to admit it, yeah
In the whip going crazy, my homie he drifting, yeah
I got some trauma with this shit, but I'ma just chill right here
I be thinking bout life and death, I be thinking bout all these fits I wear
I'm not the exclusive type
But she know I love her, ay, whoa
Wait, oh
I let my hoes do what they want
Touch down wit 'em racks, I do that a lot
My jeans got rips, my jeans got knots
My jeans got rips, my jeans got knots
Ay stick in the holster, boy don't get shot
I text Yujin, I love when she respond
Wake up, smoke up, I make a couple songs
K like you manifesting a co-sign
I'm manifesting a threesome
Smoking gas just to feel some
Acting like drugs gon' heal sum ay
Issey my wrist not a G shock
Hop in the whip and I peel off
Feathers on me like a peacock
Moncler my puffer I'm 3 hot
Me and Miami bringing the heat bitch I hope that u ready
With my new betty looking at paintings we up in the getty
I'm rocking bapestas they rocking swears they tryna be trendy
Turn to a cartoon I feel like Ed Edd N Eddy
I'll send the addy I got the gas and my bro got the addies
Yea she a baddie but I can't f*ck her I'm doin retention
I'ma be rich when I'm 26 so I don't need a pension
Talking that shit but I know you just tryna get my attention
I'm talking to aliens they showing me all these inventions
I'm in that tesla with a bird
I got my shades on like a nerd
Strapped with an LRAD like I serve
Truth be told, I was a loser betty
Boo don't say shit, 'cause I'm not ready
Look at me I'm wasted, in my youth already
Let's pop out to Cali
Smoke dope with Tropes, and Wasted, yeah
Miami, yuh
(K like yea)
Meow, meow
(K like yea)
Meow, meow
(Okay like yea)
Mlah, mleh
(Bands bands)
(K like yea)
Meow, meow
(K like yea)
Meow, meow
(Okay like yea)
Mlah, mleh
(Bands bands)
Truth be told, I was a loser betty
Boo don't say shit, 'cause I'm not ready
Look at me I'm wasted, in my youth already
Let's pop out to Cali
Smoke dope with Tropes, and Wasted, yeah
She only 20 and she got herself a facelift, yeah
We making music, yeah, whole gang we gifted, yeah
I been different, yeah, I think something shifted, yeah
I didn't even wanna tell her, but that bitch insisted, yeah
I got addictions, yeah, I don't even like to admit it, yeah
In the whip going crazy, my homie he drifting, yeah
I got some trauma with this shit, but I'ma just chill right here
I be thinking bout life and death, I be thinking bout all these fits I wear
I'm not the exclusive type
But she know I love her, ay, whoa
Wait, oh
I let my hoes do what they want
Touch down wit 'em racks, I do that a lot
My jeans got rips, my jeans got knots
My jeans got rips, my jeans got knots
Ay stick in the holster, boy don't get shot
I text Yujin, I love when she respond
Wake up, smoke up, I make a couple songs
K like you manifesting a co-sign
I'm manifesting a threesome
Smoking gas just to feel some
Acting like drugs gon' heal sum ay
Issey my wrist not a G shock
Hop in the whip and I peel off
Feathers on me like a peacock
Moncler my puffer I'm 3 hot
Me and Miami bringing the heat bitch I hope that u ready
With my new betty looking at paintings we up in the getty
I'm rocking bapestas they rocking swears they tryna be trendy
Turn to a cartoon I feel like Ed Edd N Eddy
I'll send the addy I got the gas and my bro got the addies
Yea she a baddie but I can't f*ck her I'm doin retention
I'ma be rich when I'm 26 so I don't need a pension
Talking that shit but I know you just tryna get my attention
I'm talking to aliens they showing me all these inventions
I'm in that tesla with a bird
I got my shades on like a nerd
Strapped with an LRAD like I serve
Truth be told, I was a loser betty
Boo don't say shit, 'cause I'm not ready
Look at me I'm wasted, in my youth already
Let's pop out to Cali
Smoke dope with Tropes, and Wasted, yeah
Miami, yuh
(K like yea)
Meow, meow
(K like yea)
Meow, meow
(Okay like yea)
Mlah, mleh
(Bands bands)
Writer: Gwen Campbell, Preston Sigrist
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: heartstopmiami
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Gwen Campbell, Preston Sigrist