Highway

Don't free my wave; don't let it go.
I'm in your head. Let me explore.
Let's burn our bread. From head to toe.
Oh, never mind, I gotta blow.

(Oooh)

Ride with me. Ride for me.
Ride with me! Fight for me.
Ride with me. Ride for me.

(Milo Ice)
And we both do the same.
High off the fumes, we don't call it a date.
It's the cool thing.
And I want you to know.
I'm on a highway.
Through the driveway.
To your sweet spot.
On a Sunday.
Hit the gas now, as you know how.
You're the reason that I'm doing drugs.
Pop molly, pull a hybrid.
Smoke some, pop one.
Living like a Dracula, nights too young and we lively.
Down a shot like a real one.
Reaching for the sky like Lebron for an and one.
I need another shot. I need another shot...
I need another shot... with you...

(Melody)

I see you side piece.
Want to go chill out in the hidden hills?
I don't do no love. I seek bills. I'm focused on my dream.
You can be my sidey, 'ight? Go driving.
Let them n... Know I'm feisty, icey, ghosting!
On the block, block. Know you got opps with big variety.
Don't lock-drop. I'm on the roof checking out for ya.
Let me take you out! I'm on my break. I'm overthinking.
I got some time! Meet me outside! I'm out here for ya.

(Melody)

Hit the driveway. I'm on the highway.
Where you hiding? Never sideway.
I hit the driveway. I'm like a mile away.
Where you hiding? I'm coming for ya.
I'm coming for ya.



Credits
Writer(s): Ahmed Nzeyimana
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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