1000 Miles
Ayy
I've been getting too much money for this song
She got mad and blocked me 'cause I put her in the friend zone
Everytime I touchdown do my dance in the end zone
Bitches on my dick a thousand miles away, it's this long (this long)
Yeah, ayy
Party with my niggas, I can't party with you I don't know you (I don't know you)
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Said she blind to the fact, let me touch it I'ma show you, ayy (yuh)
Money counter clicking I'ma need another pile of Franklins (pile of Franklins)
Ayy (ayy)
You a joke you crack me up I'm just laughing to the bank
His baby mama gave me brain, why would I care what he think? (What he think)
I've been getting too much money for this song
She got mad and blocked me 'cause I put her in the friend zone
Everytime I touchdown do my dance in the end zone
Bitches on my dick a thousand miles away, it's this long (this long)
Know they tryna count me out, my accountant count me in (count me in)
I'm talking Michael, Chris, Usher, Ne-Yo, when I make them niggas spend (them niggas spend)
She came with another one, I want her I be mixing friends
Okay, okay (okay, okay)
Got away with that shit once won't let you do that shit again
I've been getting too much money for this song
She got mad and blocked me 'cause I put her in the friend zone
Everytime I touchdown do my dance in the end zone
Bitches on my dick a thousand miles away, it's this long (this long)
I've been getting too much money for this song
She got mad and blocked me 'cause I put her in the friend zone
Everytime I touchdown do my dance in the end zone
Bitches on my dick a thousand miles away, it's this long (this long)
Yeah, ayy
Party with my niggas, I can't party with you I don't know you (I don't know you)
Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Said she blind to the fact, let me touch it I'ma show you, ayy (yuh)
Money counter clicking I'ma need another pile of Franklins (pile of Franklins)
Ayy (ayy)
You a joke you crack me up I'm just laughing to the bank
His baby mama gave me brain, why would I care what he think? (What he think)
I've been getting too much money for this song
She got mad and blocked me 'cause I put her in the friend zone
Everytime I touchdown do my dance in the end zone
Bitches on my dick a thousand miles away, it's this long (this long)
Know they tryna count me out, my accountant count me in (count me in)
I'm talking Michael, Chris, Usher, Ne-Yo, when I make them niggas spend (them niggas spend)
She came with another one, I want her I be mixing friends
Okay, okay (okay, okay)
Got away with that shit once won't let you do that shit again
I've been getting too much money for this song
She got mad and blocked me 'cause I put her in the friend zone
Everytime I touchdown do my dance in the end zone
Bitches on my dick a thousand miles away, it's this long (this long)
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Blair Avien Reese
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