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Mile High Video (MV)




Performed By: Otxoa
Length: 3:00
Written by: Christopher Ochoa




Otxoa - Mile High Lyrics




Flying in the private jet to get to New York City
Boxing up the plane and got my aces flying with me
Counted stacks you know the facts I got my whole crew with me
Don't leave nobody hanging out the side we up in this b
I'm tryin not to spend on shit that ain't nobody using
Got 20 rollies look the same that shit just get confusing
My friends all want to buy some 40's keep em f*cking boozing
But f*ck that shit it's dope for me
I make those clouds keep moving yeah

Gotta get up on that action get the stoner in your eyes
Gotta make that ball keep rollin bowlin strikes until I die
Blowin cash on stupid shit and party all the f*ckin time
Yeah the cash just keeps on rollin like a freighter passin by
And we never stop the flow we keep it going all the time
Like a river to the ocean let the wave just pass you by
Catch the drift and take me with I'll get you up into the sky
Like an eagle catch me flyin out the corner of your eye yeah

Flying in the private jet to get to New York City
Boxing up the plane and got my aces flying with me
Counted stacks you know the facts I got my whole crew with me
Don't leave nobody hanging out the side we up in this b
I'm tryin not to spend on shit that ain't nobody using
Got 20 rollies look the same that shit just get confusing
My friends all want to buy some 40's keep em f*cking boozing
But f*ck that shit it's dope for me
I make those clouds keep moving yeah
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Flying in the private jet to get to New York City
Boxing up the plane and got my aces flying with me
Counted stacks you know the facts I got my whole crew with me
Don't leave nobody hanging out the side we up in this b
I'm tryin not to spend on shit that ain't nobody using
Got 20 rollies look the same that shit just get confusing
My friends all want to buy some 40's keep em f*cking boozing
But f*ck that shit it's dope for me
I make those clouds keep moving yeah

Gotta get up on that action get the stoner in your eyes
Gotta make that ball keep rollin bowlin strikes until I die
Blowin cash on stupid shit and party all the f*ckin time
Yeah the cash just keeps on rollin like a freighter passin by
And we never stop the flow we keep it going all the time
Like a river to the ocean let the wave just pass you by
Catch the drift and take me with I'll get you up into the sky
Like an eagle catch me flyin out the corner of your eye yeah

Flying in the private jet to get to New York City
Boxing up the plane and got my aces flying with me
Counted stacks you know the facts I got my whole crew with me
Don't leave nobody hanging out the side we up in this b
I'm tryin not to spend on shit that ain't nobody using
Got 20 rollies look the same that shit just get confusing
My friends all want to buy some 40's keep em f*cking boozing
But f*ck that shit it's dope for me
I make those clouds keep moving yeah
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Writer: Christopher Ochoa
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