Gay Songtext
von Miles MeCloud

In the party with stick jit look like a wand
You say you need xans you gon call that nigga Juan
I get 10 speed pullin out four door garage
Said you cant afford please dont touch my shit on squad

Said she fell in love baby I aint typing knots
In a striker on a vic bitch I got my jog
Boy you cryin bout a bitch now you gettin soft
Shit I was cryin bout a bitch think Im gettin soft

She like twin its been a minute
Heard you finna quit
Vv came in stackin digits
Mama told me get it
Got some niggas stay on third
Then we gettin


my name is miles and i really gotta go
I wanna stay but i gotta hit the road
One day imma do a bunch of shows
Got a holster full of many different flows

Muthafucka you do not know who youre talkin to
And my bullets make you sad because my blick is blue
They say you are what you eat i make em chicken stew
Oh my god just get out of the room

just get out of the room

Look up and you know you see me flying
Cuz this weed got me so high I think im dying
And if i think too hard i just break out crying
People hatin on me ill just keep on trying

Oh my god yea I gotta keep on trying
Even tho sometimes I just feel like im dying

And im goin 90 miles down the freeway
St louis drivers will never give you leeway
I got a friend and I think that he might be gay
But thats not my business so ill let this beat play

Ill let this beat play
Ohhhh