Letras
XC4, you made this
(Anyone who doubted)
(Mileage)
(Fly without a stylist)
She gon' come and ask me how I'm fly without a stylist
Know I'm really with it, yeah that's something you acknowledge
I don't want the doonies if I see it got some mileage
Ouu you be wilding, I'm stacking and piling
You taking it to heart but I don't give a fuck about it
Now I'm really lit it's like fuck anyone who doubted
Now I'm making moves and I don't even go announce it
Imma talk my shit and I ain't caring how I'm sounding
Lost a little hope but then I went ahead and found it
I don't give a fuck about no clout you know I'm grounded
I'm trying to see what's up but then they say you for the streets
Know I'm nonchalant and I'm just really doing me
Know I'm with the gang and then we looking for some bad hoes
They was talking down but I ain't even really mad though
She ain't pay no mind but now she acting like a fan though
I ain't even worried cause I'm running up these bands tho
Everywhere I go I be the type who always catting off
How you acting boujee but your friends ain't even bad at all
Collecting all my thoughts and I ain't even really have it all
You say I'm looking pressed but I ain't even really mad at all
She gon' come and ask me how I'm fly without a stylist
Know I'm really with it, yeah that's something you acknowledge
I don't want the doonies if I see it got some mileage
Ouu you be wilding, I'm stacking and piling
You taking it to heart but I don't give a fuck about it
Now I'm really lit it's like fuck anyone who doubted
Now I'm making moves and I don't even go announce it
Imma talk my shit and I ain't caring how I'm sounding