Low Miles lyrics

[Chorus]
Her pus*y got low miles
Her pus*y got low miles
Her pus*y got low miles
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
Her pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
Her pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
I f*ck her like that
Cause she ain't f*cking like that!

[Verse 1]
Her wall stay tight ,so I can still hit the bottom
Have the hole lil ass down, when I hit the throttle
She ain't f*cking a super heavy, so she got that water
She won't f*ck with a lot of n*ggas, so that's why I call her
She really f*cking nothin', that pus*y I break it in
Long miles on the sh*t, if I went through sh*t I can skim
That pus*y she keep it up, gotta ask her by where I've been
How many n*ggas f*ck, she could count that sh*t on a hand
Low miles go the sh*t, that mean I can either then
Low miles go the sh*t, that means she ain't gotta sin
Can't f*ck her with one claw, got opened the [?]
I want my [?]
[Chorus]
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
Her pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
Her pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
I f*ck her like that
Cause she ain't f*cking like that

[Verse 2]
Anything is still in place ,owe it just like it's new
She got a platinum plus pus*y, so it's just like she blue
Be trying to stick to her ass super like I'm the glue
I'll be sucking and blowing on her just like she's the soup
Got the sh*t all together, she's super clean, plus she's cute
She on the 2Pac sh*t ain't her?, cause she got the Juice
[?] ain't nothing to lose
And I'll be doing her ass up every time I come through
And when she get on top, I tell her hit the switches for me boo
And when she turn up I love it, I call it my lil crew
But when she run out gas, that's when I do what I do
And when I paint it she love it, that's how I know I'm the truth
But when last one go shake it ,I know she almost through
And when that swag go to dripping, that's when have (had?) come loose
And when she stare at the ceiling, smiling that she can't move
That's when I whisper and tell her, damn, you ran out of truth!
[Chorus]
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
Her pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
Her pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
pus*y got low miles, low
I f*ck her like that
Cause she ain't f*cking like that!