MIO – WIINSTON

Filthy in the back seat of my Uber
Fashion with a white girl, feeling foolish
Kissing with the bad breath, of my cigarette
90 in a 50, but I couldn’t care less
That’s my song playing on the radio
Car is parked like six blocks from your studio
Vibe to me, so you tell me that you’re ready to go
You’re ready to go, you’re ready to go

This ride drives me mad
(I don’t want to)
This ride drives me mad
(I don’t want you to say, say, no)

Mio, mio
Rico, rico
Hallelujah
For the mio, mio
Mio, mio
Rico, rico
Hallelujah
For the mio, mio

Away from my country, way from my country
Flight is delayed, I look like a zombie
Limo is waiting down by the lobby
I pass out again like it was a hobby
Spilling the drink on my passport
Boy s asleep in the bathtub
Think it’s a cuzi look like a movie
Fuck, are we going to sober up?
Why do we go … sleeping down Sayed road

This ride drives me mad
(I don’t want you to say, say)
This ride drives me mad
(I don’t want you to say, say no)

Mio, mio
Rico, rico
Hallelujah
For the mio, mio
Mio, mio
Rico, rico
Hallelujah
For the mio, mio

I see gold and crystals in your eyes
Lose control cause the crystals make you fly
I see gold…

Mio, mio
Rico, rico
Hallelujah
For the mio, mio