"The Mileage" lyrics
"The Mileage"
[Big K.R.I.T.:]
I had to check the mileage
What you know about it? ('Bout it)
This for all who ridin' (Ridin')
Crankin' up the volume (Volume)
I had to check the milege (Mileage)
Speakin' of big bodies (Bodies)
What good is blades choppin' (Choppin'), when the parkin' lot too crowded? (Crowded)
I had to check the mileage (Mileage)
What you know about it? ('Bout it)
This for all who ridin' (Ridin')
Crankin' up the volume (Volume)
I had to check the milege (Mileage)
Speakin' of big bodies (Bodies)
What good is blades choppin' (Choppin'), when the parkin' lot too crowded? (Crowded)
I had to check the mileage
And detail the lab (Lab)
And get off on a exit 'fore a lane that I can have
Ain't a GPS for all the roads that I done slabbed (Slabbed)
Elbows pokin' out like Cam Newton when he dab (Dab)
4Eva and a Day, I was crawlin' on the way (Way)
They askin' where I've been, like, where the fuck should I have stayed? (Stayed)
With all the cones and sirens (Sirens), hollin', hatin', [?]
What good is chrome shinin' when the parking lot to crowded?
I had to check the mileage (Milage)
What you know about it? ('Bout it)
This for all who ridin' (Ridin')
Crankin' up the volume (Volume)
I had to check the milege (Mileage)
Speakin' of big bodies (Bodies)
What good is blades choppin' (Choppin'), when the parkin' lot too crowded? (Crowded)
I had to check the mileage (Mileage)
What you know about it? ('Bout it)
This for all who ridin' (Ridin')
Crankin' up the volume (Volume)
I had to check the milege (Mileage)
Speakin' of big bodies (Bodies)
What good is blades choppin' (Choppin'), when the parkin' lot too crowded? (Crowded)
I had to check the mileage (Mileage)
I had to check the mileage, and synchronize these hoes (Hoes)
Dial in, watch 'em pile in 'til the algorithm broke (Broke)
I took it coast to coast (Coast)
When ya boxed in, tryna ball out to end up in a post (Post)
In a valet like a ballet, they keep you on your toes (Toes)
That's if your tippin' fo's (Fo's)
You pull up and don't look up, they go reachin' for your door (Door)
Every space ain't meant for stayin' just because the ticket low (Low)
I used to park and go (Go), it ain't been like this before ('Fore)
I had to check the mileage (Milage)
What you know about it? ('Bout it)
This for all who ridin' (Ridin')
Crankin' up the volume (Volume)
I had to check the milege (Mileage)
Speakin' of big bodies (Bodies)
What good is blades choppin' (Choppin'), when the parkin' lot too crowded? (Crowded)
I had to check the mileage (Mileage)
What you know about it? ('Bout it)
This for all who ridin' (Ridin')
Crankin' up the volume (Volume)
I had to check the milege (Mileage)
Speakin' of big bodies (Bodies)
What good is blades choppin' (Choppin'), when the parkin' lot too crowded? (Crowded)
I had to check the mileage (Mileage)
[Karlous Miller:]
Comin' up in the 2 o'clock hour, my girl, Tracy Lee Jams is gon' hit ya with this traffic report live
Karlous Miller, the Chevy SS King
Writer(s): Justin Lewis Scott, Joseph Bates
- AZLyrics
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- Big K.R.I.T. Lyrics
album:
"Dedicated To Cadalee Biarritz" (2025)
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