Thousand Miles 2

(Ayo, that's nickk)

(BenjiCold, why you icy?)

Huh, woah, yeah, woah, woah-oh

Oh, uh-huh

Woah, yeah-huh, ha

3.5 in my 'Wood

Bad bitch from the hood

I'm him, yeah fa-shit-sho

The way he wish he could

Hemi engine up in my hood

I'd travel a thousand miles for you

Said that already

That ass sit fat up in them jeans (yeah)

For you, baby I'm a fiend (go, go, go)

Been doing what I'm supposed to do, bitch what you mean?

And I wasn't fuckin' 'round behind yo' back, bitch what you mean? Yeah

Bitches pocket watch, tryna see how much I got up in my jeans

She say I'm a dope fiend, well that shit run in my genes

She was cross-faded off the rum and the molly

I ain't fuckin' 'round with none of these niggas, they my seeds (yeah)

Been stuck at the top for a couple years, ain't no in between (yeah)

And you might can't see that bitch, but I promise it's in my jeans (yeah)

That nigga a ho, that nigga a joke, that nigga so green

R-I-N-O, I don't need no fuckin' team

With a D-R-A-C-O, and that bitch got a banana

Walked up in the fuckin' show

They tryna put a nigga on camera

Filled my cup up with the dope

I'm rocking a pineapple Fanta

Tinted windows on the Phantom

XD-45 Hammer

His lil' shit just jammed up

Oh my God, he's so dumb

I don't give a fuck where you from

All my niggas all up to somethin'

And I got this lil' bitch so sprung

I got 'bout 30 sticks up in the trunk

Talkin' down, then yo' ass get slumped

Got a B-A-M on the side of my shit

Okay, can't fit in my denim, yeah

3.5 in my 'Wood

Bad bitch from the hood

I'm him, yeah fa-shit-sho

The way he wish he could

Hemi engine up in my hood

I'd travel a thousand miles for you

Said that already

That ass sit fat up in them jeans