Lane - $mile Lyrics

I'm the problem, you're the problem, we're the problem, y'all I'm the problem, you're
The problem, we're the problem, y'all Everybody wants a smile on their face
I wanna wild up this place I want some ass on my face
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah Smokin' grass, just innate
I ate all the snakes, my mistake Sex in the grass, we like snakes
Ay, what? Ay, what
Makin' love with the bitch I love Makin' love with the bitch I don't
Could it be I'm in love with both? Ay, yo, ay, yo
I've been turned to a monster picked from the roster
Learned real quick that this life's gonna cost ya, ya, ya, you
One, she was normal ass bitch, but she called me an anomaly
Every time we sat down, I feel all the honesty
Honestly, I owe her an apology
Ever since she followed me, she was givin' her all to me
Uh huh, two, she was one of the two boos
Listened to blue tunes, talkin bout she was me too'd
Too soon, and always gettin' high off fumes
In her cracked-out room, but gave me my first ever shrooms, yea
Three, she was always makin' a scene
Then beggin' for me on her hands and her knees
By day three, she induced me to her family
Her mom crack fiend, tryna find a feet
F*ck, four, she was two of the two boo
Too stuck on me, actin' a damn fool
Fueled by lust, and that ass was fat too
No love lost, when she had to move soon
Damn, five, she had them pure green eyes
We almost had a baby, but never heard no cry
She ain't no lady, the way she fantasized
Always screamin, save me, but I ain't got the time
Six, now this a full-on diss
Always tryna control shit with manipulative conflicts
Ended in a devil's kiss, got jealous of her sis
So I had to leave that bitch, cuz
Everybody wants a smile on their face
I wanna wild up this place
I want some ass on my face
Ay, yeah, ay, yeah
Smokin' grass, just innate
I ate all the snakes, my mistake
Sex in the grass, we like snakes
Ay, what, ay, what
Makin' love with the bitch I love
Makin' love with the bitch I don't
Could it be I'm in love with both
Ay, yo, ay, yo
I've been turned to a monster picked from the roster
Learned real quick that this life's gonna cost ya
Ya, ya, you
Really what did love, cost
Heart like a molotov, smash
Burnin' everything that I could have fast
Fastin off pussy, then feasting
On pussy, the reason, big tushie, lier
Cheater, I've gotten too messy
One was a blessing, never fun
No obsession, I was done
Hold up, I need that fun
Them buns, hotter than the hot sun
Two, four, wood inside some cream puff huns
F*ckin' around with two bad bitches
Mental problems, ain't that a given
Tweakin from her story, sounds bleak but in the mornin
Them shrooms wore off, I think I'ma bounce
Before I pounced
Was way too much, I may have stolen ounce
3D sounds make my head pound
With her obsession, lock her in the dog pound
Five alive, come
Minute made, loving eyes
Quite it bae
Synchronized, real love made
But this type of love ain't meant to stay
Six, six, six
She really, really devilicious
I never really meant for all this
But what you really, really gotta understand is
Everybody wants a smile on their face
I wanna wild up this place
I want some ass on my face
Ay, ya, ay, ya
Smokin' grass, just innate
I ate all the snacks, my mistake
Sex in the grass, we like snakes
Ay, what
Ay, what
Makin' love with a bitch I love
Makin' love with a bitch I don't
Could it be I'm in love with botg
Ay, yo, ay, yo
I've been turned to a monster
I picked from the roster
Learn real quick that this life's gonna cost ya
Ya, ya, you
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